Christmas Eve — BlackMore s Night

Goodbye, November, You're on the road too long. Wind Chill - December He's turn to come. I think snowflakes That fly from heaven captivated by the beauty of And the magic of the neighborhood ...

And in the eyes of wonder, Only deer vzmoyut up ...

Christmas, a wonderful ringing Sing hymns together we are going. Christmas at the gate - Peace of mind to all come.

Light a candle Cleared away the shadows, Around the fireplace sbiraytes, Bring holly. We wind whisper Trembling pines in the snow: "Brighter stars than at present, Did not know the heavens ... "

And in the eyes of wonder, Only deer vzmoyut up ...

Christmas, a wonderful ringing Sing hymns together we are going. Christmas at the gate - Peace of mind to all come.