Hail to thee Honored One
Moist Mother Earth from
whom we all Came
Every Seed and Flower
are thy Gifts
Blessed be your Name
When Oaths are sworn
My hand to You
To make the matter Binding
For what Man can be False
If His Mothers hand he's
Holding
When Marrying we Go
In our hand we hold some
Dust
To Bring the Greatest
Witness
Our Mother whom we Trust
When our time is Over
Our Last words are to
thy Breast
Great Mother of the dark
Earth
Is where we are laid
to Rest
Hail and Honor to Thee
for the Blessings that
you Show
Mati Syra Zemila, Matka,
Mokosh
Are the names by which
we Know
Patron of the Wise Ones
of Herb and Leaf and
Flower
From thee comes the gift
of prophesy
That we may know our
finest Hour
Hail to thee our Mother
Be
And may we Bring Joy
to your Garden Bower
Mati Syra Zemila
Is the Great Mother
in "Mother" Russia
and other Slavic states
Now you Know why they
say that :)
...Starwind...