I call to Sandraudiga of meadow and field,
of the good and fertile lands, of the orchard
and the pasture. Yours are the villagers,
the shepherds, yours the folk of freehold and farmstead,
those who till the soil, who sow the seed, who sweat
under the summer sun. Sandraudiga
of the red sands, granter of prosperity
to those whose will may earn it, granter of riches
to those whose eyes may see it, granter of joy
to those whose heart may know it, I praise your gifts,
I praise your blessings of true worth and true wealth.
Great and gracious goddess, I honor your name.