Sacrifice

I have brought this treasure

Berries red and apples golden

From the soil from these grounds

Would you take them as your own

Come before the winter's gale

Before the frost and snow

Take what I will give you

Accept my sacrifice

Come when the sun has gone away

When the warmth has gone

Take what I will give you

Accept my sacrifice

I have brought this treasure

And lay my gift on a bed of springs

You will find when darkness falls

My offerings on clean cold stone

Come before the winter's gale

Before the frost and snow

Take what I will give you

Accept my sacrifice

Come when the sun has gone away

When the warmth has gone

Take what I will give you

Accept my sacrifice

Come before the winter's gale

Before the frost and snow

Take what I will give you

Accept my sacrifice

Come when the sun has gone away

When the warmth has gone

Take what I will give you

Accept my sacrifice