Sanoja: Moody Blues. December. In The Bleak Midwinter.

In the bleak midwinter
Frosty wind may blow
Earth stood hard as iron
Water like a stone

Snow had fallen, snow on snow
Snow on, snow on snow
In the bleak midwinter
Long, long ago

What can I give Him?
Poor as I am
If I were a shepherd
I would bring a lamb

If I were a wise man
I would do my part
Yet what I can I give Him
Give my heart

Snow had fallen, snow on snow
Snow on, snow on snow
In the bleak midwinter
Long ago