Welcome, young Aisling, in this calm and holy place
Come closer my son, and speak to me without fear
I can see the pain and sadness upon your face
Do not worry anymore, friend, Glioca is here.

If this is hate that you feel, then praise Glioca
Your heart will be filled with the Love she spreads, brother
If this is rage that you feel, then praise Glioca
And Compassion will make disappear your anger.

So now, blessed, to wherever your travels lead
Sleeping under a tree, walking with the fairies
Fighting with courage to help a friend in need
In your life and in your dreams, Glioca is here.