Though the nights are long,
Though the frost is strong,
Hear the joyful throng, it's that time.
Greet the longest shadows at the noon stone.

Though the branch is lean,
Scarred where leaves have been,
Still the fir is green, it's that time.
Watch the new year's dawning at the heel stone.

Bless what nature sends;
Kinship never ends;
Celebrate with friends, it's that time.
Feel the fingers warming at the hearth stone.

Days no longer wane;
Last of summer's bane;
Feel the rhythm change, it's that time.
Hope for health and fortune in the rune stone.