The ground is encrusted with frost, it is true
But somehow I know my envoy will reach you
He’ll tunnel all day and dig all through the night
He’ll tunnel and dig and he’ll take no respite
A mole such as he is nowhere to be found
He’s swift as the wind though he moves underground
A mound in your yard is the sign that he’s near
Now open the door, there is nothing to fear
For only one purpose is Mister Mole there
To send you my love and my fondness and care
The clay within me and the clay within you
Is ever one substance and never was two
I wish you sure footing all through the New Year
May God bless the earth, and God bless you my dear
Yours ever,
Sarafil Bawa
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