Käännös: Viikate. Sylvian Joululaulu.
Frosty the snowman was a jolly happy soul With a corncob pipe and a button nose and two eyes made out of coal Frosty the snowman is a fairy tale they
Hark! The Herald Angels sing, glory to the newborn King Peace on earth and mercy mild, God and sinners reconcile Joyful all ye nations rise, join the
Dashing through the snow In a one horse open sleigh O'er the hills we go Laughing all the way. Bells on bobtail ring Making spirits bright. What
I saw Mommy kissing Santa Claus Underneath the mistletoe last night She didn't see me creep down the stairs to have a peep; She thought that I was
It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas Ev'rywhere you go; Take a look in the five and ten glistening once again With candy canes and silver lanes
Grandma got run over by a reindeer Walking home from our house Christmas eve. You can say there's no such thing as Santa, But as for me and Grandpa,
Joy to the world! The Lord is come: let earth receive her King! Let every heart prepare him room and heaven and nature sing. Joy to the earth! the
You know Dasher and Dancer and Prancer and Vixen, Comet and Cupid and Donder and Blitzen., But do you recall? The most famous reindeer of all? Rudolph
Everybody stops and stares at me These two teeth are gone as you can see I don't know just who to blame for this catastrophe! But my one wish on
SPOKEN: Speakin' of Christmas spirit, Each year, out in Hollywood, California, They have what they call the Santa Claus parade A few years ago, while
Sleigh bells ring Are you listening In the lane Snow is glistening A beautiful sight We're happy tonight Walking in a winter wonderland Gone away
O Christmas tree, O Christmas tree! How are thy leaves so verdant! O Christmas tree, O Christmas tree, How are thy leaves so verdant! weeee Not only
Away in a manger, no crib for a bed The little Lord Jesus lay down His sweet head The stars in the sky looked down where He lay The little Lord Jesus
City sidewalks busy sidewalks . Dressed in holiday style In the air There's a feeling of Christmas Children laughing People passing Meeting smile
Angels We Have Heard On High Angels we have heard on high Sweetly singing o'er the plains And the mountains in reply Echoing their joyous strains.
What child is this, who, laid to rest, On Mary's lap is sleeping? Whom angels greet with anthems sweet, While shepherds watch are keeping? This, this
1. O little town of Bethlehem, How still we see thee lie! Above thy deep and dreamless sleep, The silent stars go by. Yet in thy darkness shineth The
