Pagan thoughts for Christmas--my favorite carol

[caredhel]

Now the green blade riseth from the buried grain
Wheat that in dark earth for many days hath been
Laid in the earth, grain that sleeps unseen;
Love will come again, like wheat that springeth green.
Solstice

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[kryptykfysh]

Har! Another year, and another winter! My family might have got me an old man kit, but by gum, I can drink my way through the rest of the cold spell!

Slainte go saol agat,
Bean ar do mhian agat.
Leanbh gach blian agat,
is solas na bhflaitheas tareis antsail seo agat.

Begorrah!