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“Bountiful” is my modern retelling of the Ukrainian song “Shchedryk”—the folk melody that later became famous worldwide as “Carol of the Bells.” Long before it was a Christmas carol, “Shchedryk” was a New Year’s song, sung as a swallow flew into a home to announce that the coming year would be rich with harvest, health, and happiness.

In the original lyrics, the swallow is a tiny messenger of hope: it lands on the windowsill and calls to the master of the house, promising golden fields, strong livestock, and prosperity for the whole family. That vivid image of a bird bringing good fortune in the dead of winter really stayed with me.

“Bountiful” is my tribute to that story and to its Ukrainian roots. I kept the swallow and its message of blessing at the heart of the song, but reimagined it in a modern style—wrapping the ancient tale of good fortune, family, and renewal in a fresh, contemporary sound. It’s a celebration of where “Shchedryk” began, and a way of saying that its hope for a bright new year still belongs to all of us.

Lyrics

Swallow in flight, cutting through night,
Gliding above as the stars ignite.
Drops to the roof, pecking the wood,
Whispers a promise your days will be good.

Steps in the warm glow under the beam,
Master, awaken—it's more than a dream.
Gold in your fields, strong are your yields,
Fortune returning in blessings revealed.

Hear how the wings beat time in the air,
Carrying news of the year that’s fair.
Blessings fall—no need to call,
Prosperity knocking inside these walls.

Bountiful, bountiful—swallow sing it loud for me,
Bringing in a year so full, stormin’ in with energy.
Bountiful, bountiful—riches on the family,
Swallow at the window now, saying “this is destiny.”

Footsteps of fate dance on the floor,
Swallow keeps chirpin', “There’s more in store.”
Healthy the herd, strong every word,
Luck in your pocket, your future assured

Children will laugh, harvest will rise,
Rain in the spring, blue in the skies.
Bride in her beauty, love in her eyes,
Every new dawn becomes your prize.

Hear how the wings beat time in the air,
Carrying news of the year that’s fair.
Blessings fall—no need to call,
Prosperity knocking inside these walls.

Bountiful, bountiful—swallow sing it loud for me,
Bringing in a year so full, stormin’ in with energy.
Boun-ti-ful, bountiful—riches on the family,
Swallow at the window now, saying “this is destiny.”

Ring in the springtime—ancient, divine,
Before the clocks and the modern-day time.
Swallow brings truth from a season reborn,
Gift of a fortune wrapped in the dawn.

Bountiful, bountiful—sing it like a prophecy,
All the winds are powerful, blowing luck right back to me.
Bountiful, bountiful—this year’s lined in victory,
Swallow on the sill again, guarding every legacy.

Bountiful

Produced, Written, and Arranged: Johnny Rain
Additional Production: XO

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