May
the rains sweep gentle across your fields,
May the sun warm the
land,
May every good seed you have planted bear fruit,
And late
summer find you standing in fields of plenty.
Irish Blessing
--
May
the rains sweep gentle across your fields,
May the sun warm the
land,
May every good seed you have planted bear fruit,
And late
summer find you standing in fields of plenty.
Irish Blessing
--
Wenn Sie auf den Mond zielen, und Sie treffen ihn nicht, landen Sie noch immer bei den Sternen!