Inis Mona is the name of an isle. Modern sciene assumes that the ancient Inis Mona is todays Isle of Anglesey (in welsh still named Ynys Môn), in the north of Wales. A funny marginal note here; this isle also has the village with the longest place name in Britain, which is Llanfairpwllgwyngyllgogerychwyrndrobwlllantysiliogogogoch). On Inis Mona the most relevant druid college of the Celtic world was established. Celtic tribes from all over Europe sent their youth to that isle, so that they could enjoy the highest druidic education, which took at least 20 years, by the way!- before they returned to their home countries and tribes to serve there as druids. Being a druid was one of the most important, honourable, responsible, esteemed and maybe also most difficult professions in the Celtic culture, being actually much more than just a profession, rather to be described as a lifestyle, a vocation, a destiny. However, our song deals with an old and reputable gaulish druid in the eve of his life, looking back and pondering over his life and days long gone. Most of his life was spent serving as a wise counsellor, lawyer, scientist, teacher, doctor, physician. In other words: As druid at his clans chieftains court. Being content with that, he secretly still thinks back and moons over the years of his youth, which he spent on Inis Mona during his education. Years that have formed his life forever.