Let (him/her) run in your fields of darkness,
drink from the cup of your milky moon,
cradle (him/her) in a blanket of stars,
and, when you depart,
may the rising Sun kiss their waking brow.
Night has fallen,
Day has flown,
Holy Hammer guard this home.
From trolls and giants,
Thor, do keep our family safe,
so we can sleep.