Seven Stars

 

Seven stars are shining in the sky

Seven Stars are showing us the way

To work and to plough the fruitful earth

To plant the seed that brings new birth

 

Feed, feed our children

Bring us new life

Rain, sun, the changing of the seasons

The cycle, the never-ending

Seven stars are shining in the sky

 

Seven men are ploughing early in the year

Breaking up the hard clod, steady as they clear

The land of old and sow the new seed

That, day by day, they pray will grow

 

Seven maids are wedding, dancing in the corn

Giving of their blessing, rejoicing in the form

And the colour of the golden seed

That gives to each its daily bread

 

Seven towns are feasting, giving thanks for wealth

Now the harvest's gathered, celebrating life

And joy, the children growing strong

The ever-lasting on and on

 

Seven stars are shining in the sky

Seven Stars are showing us the way

To work and to plough the fruitful earth

To plant the seed that brings new birth