Run down to the garden to collect the firewood,
and put the coals on the fire,
and strike a match and set it a light and retire,
retire into an armchair,
your favourite one and read a book,
and at the end of the day when the work is done,
something relaxing and something not too taxing,
something a little fun,
something to take your mind away from the pandemonium,
and as you read you warm yourself,
and let your imagination run,
and the evening when it comes, there is nothing finer,
nothing finer than being here and watching the evening fall
after the setting of the sun,
and so, take time out and let your mind unwind,
and drink a little wine,
and rest your weary feet and let your spirits rise,
because life is so nice by the fire in the evening time,
so far away from the crazy world,
and with such a peace of mind how great it is,
and how time flies by the fire,
and how soundly you will sleep,
and pay the working day no mind,
oh, that long wished for desire.