Translation: Natalie Lynn. Bamboo.
Translation: Natalie Lynn. Foolish.
Little donkey, little donkey on the dusty road Got to keep on plodding onwards with your precious load Been a long time, little donkey, through the winter
Oh, Christmastime's a-comin' Christmastime's a-comin' Christmastime's a-comin' And I know I'm goin' home Snow flake's a-fallin' My old heart's a-callin
Silent night, holy night All's calm, all is bright 'Round yon Virgin Mother and Child Holy Infant, so tender and mild Oh sleep, sleep in heavenly peace
I'm dreaming of a white Christmas Just like the ones I used to know Where the treetops glisten and children listen To hear sleigh bells in the snow Oh
Oh, you better watch out, you better not cry You better not pout, I'm telling you why Santa Claus is coming to town Oh, he's making a list and checking
O holy night, the stars are brightly shining It is the night of the dear Savior's birth Long lay the world in sin and error pining Till He appeared and
City sidewalks, busy sidewalks Dressed in holiday style In the air there's a feeling of Christmas People laughing, people passing Greeting smile after
I'll have a blue Christmas without you I'll be so blue thinking about you Decorations of red on a green Christmas tree Won't mean a thing dear if you'
Christmas Day is getting closer but there's sadness mixed with joy Every day a few more questions from our little girl and boy Not alone but they'll be
Mommie pop the popcorn and we string it on the tree Apples nuts and candy oh what a Christmas feel Daddy play the organ and we'll all sing Silent Night
Well I wrote to Santa just today I told him I don't plan to stay Cause you've been bad yes you've been treatin' me wrong So listen to me here's Christmas
Everybody's busy decorating Christmas trees And outside icicles hanging from the eaves And the snowlakes are flyin' just as far as I can see But it won
(To heck with ole Santa Claus) Last year I hung my stockin's by the chimney And ole Santa didn't bring me anything Well I wrote a note and I told him
Gather round and I will tell the story of a Christmas bell That used to shine and chime and ring and why we called him Ding a Ling One of the famous jingle
Children are singing just outside my door Snowflakes are falling it's Christmas once more Everyone's happy but I feel so blue it's just not like Christmas
Hear the children, how they're a singing Now everybody's happy and gay All of the stockings are hung with care Soon it will be Christmas day Tiny silver
