Hearth and Fire (Gordon Bok) Hearth and fire be ours tonight And all the dark outside, Fair the night, and kind on you Wherever you may bide. And I'll be the sun upon your head, The wind about your face; My love upon the path you tread And upon your wanderings, peace. Wine and song be ours tonight, And all the cold outside; Peace and warmth be yours tonight Wherever you may bide. Hearth and fire be ours tonight And the wind in the birches bare; Oh, that the wind we hear tonight, Would find you well and fair. 1984 DC
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