The shepherd's wedding
12 September 2010
A shepherd from the high pasture married a girl from the village last Saturday. They asked me for a song. I had none for a shepherd, so I made one at the table, between the lamb and the tea:
You counted sheep, now count the days,
the days are fewer than the sheep.
But a day with her is a hundred sheep
and nobody has ever stolen it.
the days are fewer than the sheep.
But a day with her is a hundred sheep
and nobody has ever stolen it.
The groom wept, the bride laughed, the sheep stayed outside in the yard and listened.