I call to Lleu Llaw Gyffes, Lleu of the light,
Lleu of the darkness, Lleu of the three dooms.
Child of shining Arianhrod, borne away
and brought to manhood by crafty Gwydion,
brother of your mother; bridegroom of the flower-maid,
bearer of the spear that pierced the stone,
of you such tales are told to stir the heart
and fire the blood! Lleu of the fine fair hair,
Lleu of the able arm, Lleu of mighty magics
who roused to battle the trees of the wildwood,
Lleu of the pledge upheld and the guileful word,
O great and glorious Lleu, I honor you!