We greet you now, our ancient kin
Your place at our table is set
We ask you, grandfathers, grandmothers
All who have gone before
Come to our table, join our feast.
Bring with you, your might and main
Bring with you, your memories and magic
Share them here and we share our bounty
It is freely given to those who gave us life
Bring us your favor in these bright summer days.
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