I'm dreaming tonight of a place I love Even more than I usually do And although I know It's a long road back, I promise you I'll be home for Christmas
Silent night, holy night All is calm, all is bright Round yon Virgin Mother and Child Holy Infant so tender and mild Sleep in heavenly peace Sleep in
tres sage Mais j'en demande pardon Petit papa Noel Quand tu descendras du ciel Avec des jouets par milliers N'oublie pas mon petit soulier Petit papa Noel
It came upon the midnight clear That glorious song of old From angels bending near the earth To touch their harps of gold Still through the cloven skies
Some days we forget to look around us Some days we can't see the joy that surrounds us So caught up inside ourselves We take when we should give So for
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? So bring him incense
Chestnuts roasting on an open fire Jack Frost nipping at your nose Yuletide carols being sung by a choir And folks dressed up like Eskimos Everybody
Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel Born is the King of Israel Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel Born is the King, born is the King Born is the King of Israel Noel, Noel, Noel
jours tres sage Mais j'en demande pardon. Petit papa Noel Quand tu descendras du ciel Avec des jouets par milliers N'oublie pas mon petit soulier. Petit papa Noel
Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel Born is the King of Israel Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel Born is the King, born is the King, born is the King of Israel Noel, Noel,
Angels we have heard on high Sweetly singing o?er the plains And the mountains in reply Echoing their joyous strains Gloria in excelsis Deo Gloria in
It came upon a midnight clear That glorious song of old From angels bending near the earth To touch their harps of gold Still through the cloven skies
Ave Maria Gratia plena Maria, gratia plena Maria, gratia plena Ave, ave dominus tecum Benedicta tu in mulieribus Et benedictus Benedictus fructus ventris
I am dreaming tonight of a place I love Even more than I usually do And although I know it?s a long road back I promise you I?ll be home for Christmas
O come let us adore him O come let us adore him O come let us adore him Christ the Lord Come and behold him Born the King of angels O come let us adore
Panis angelicus fit panis hominum; Dat panis caelicus figuris terminum: O res mirabilis! manducat Dominum Pauper, pauper, servus, et humilis.