A slightly late song for a northern Spring...

A little something for all those of you who are enjoying summer at the top end of the world...though in many ways, it feels just as appropriate to me for our Autumn, which is a time of renewal and of greening after the long, dry summer. A favourite song by a favourite group, Gjallarhorn, about the Goddess of Spring bringing new life after the long hard winter.  I found a rough translation of the lyrics, so have posted them below.  Best played LOUD, and danced around to if possible!




Suvetar, fine matron
Arise to see the seeds
Raise the matron's corn
So that we may be spared pain
Manutar, matron of the Earth
Lift up the shoots from the ground
New shoots from the stumps
So that we may be spared pain
Feed us with honey-hearts
Give us honey-drink
Delicious honey-grass
On a blossoming knoll
You have shining silver
You have glistening gold
Rise up, O maiden
Black from the soil
Underground crone
Most ancient of Nature's daughters
Make the peat shoot forth
And the ground turn over
Underground crone
Most ancient of Nature's daughters
Lift up a thousand seedlings
To reward my efforts.