AD CETHENT TULAS
THE YOUNG GIRLS ARE GOING TO DANCE

The bad days are over,
The young girls are going to dance.

My beloved
Answer my prayer
My hope that together
We shall triumph over our fate,
That for each other, we shall be
The clearest of mirrors.

The bad days are over...

You’re not a bad guy
And there is no place for conflict.
I refuse outmoded traditions
As I reject their hypocrisy.

The bad days are over...

My beloved, fulfill my desire
Be the echo of my cry...
Our coming together will be happiness
And pure delight.