Christmas is back again with a smile. People are busy decorating their Christmas Trees. Children are having fun. People are in a mood of holiday.

And it came to pass on a Christmas evening

While all the doors were shuttered tight

Outside standing, lonely boy-child

Cold and shivering in the night

On the street, every window

Save but one, was gleaming bright

And to this window walked the boy-child

Peeking in saw, candle light

Through other windows he had looked at turkeys

Ducks and geese, cherry pies

But through this window saw a grey-haired lady

Table bare and tears in her eyes

Into his coat reached the boy-child

Knowing well there was little there

He took from his pocket,

his own Christmas dinner

A bit of cheese, some bread to share

His outstretched hands

held the food and they trembled

As the door, it opened wide

Said he, Would you share with me Christmas dinner

Gently said she, Come inside

The grey-haired lady brought forth to the table

Glasses two and her last drop of wine

Said she, Here's a toast to everyone's Christmas

and especially, yours and mine

And it came to pass on that Christmas evening

While all the doors were shuttered tight

That in that town, the happiest Christmas

Was shared by candle light

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.

I'm dreaming of a white Christmas

With every Christmas card I write

May your days be merry and bright

And may all your Christmases be white.

I'm dreaming of a white Christmas

With every Christmas card I write

May your days be merry and bright

And may all your Christmases be white.

Here comes Santa Claus!

Here comes Santa Claus!

Right down Santa Claus Lane!

Vixen and Blitzen and all his reindeer

are pulling on the reins.

Bells are ringing, children singing;

All is merry and bright.

Hang your stockings and say your prayers,

'Cause Santa Claus comes tonight.

Here comes Santa Claus!

Here comes Santa Claus!

Right down Santa Claus Lane!

He's got a bag that is filled with toys

for the boys and girls again.

Hear those sleigh bells jingle jangle,

What a beautiful sight.

Jump in bed, cover up your head,

'Cause Santa Claus comes tonight.

Bring a torch, Jeanette, Isabella

Bring a torch, come swiftly and run

Christ is born,

tell the folk of the village

Jesus is sleeping in His cradle

Ah, ah, beautiful is the Mother

Ah, ah, beautiful is her Son

Hasten now, good folk of the village

Hasten now, the Christ Child to see

You will find Him asleep in the manger

Quietly come and whisper softly

Hush, hush, peacefully now He slumbers

Hush, hush, peacefully now He sleeps