When long shadows fall and dwarf the trees at eveningnWhen white winter light burnishes the streamsnThe I will bring you a coat of soft lamb's woolnTo keep your back from the keen northern windnnWhen snow shames the sheep that huddles to the leawoodnWhen snow drops peep form darkness unfurlednThen I will bring you boots with fur liningsnTo keep your feet dry as you walk o'er the worldnnWhen home becomes a prison and snow drifts lock the doornWhen February fill dyke drenches the moornWhen black rain freezes and whips at your handnThen I will bring a carriage with wheels of windnTo take you away from this barren land