Из альбома: White Christmas

Have yourself a merry little Christmas,
Let your heart be light
From now on,
our troubles will be out of sight

Have yourself a merry little Christmas,
Make the Yule-tide gay,
From now on,
our troubles will be miles away

Here we are as in olden days,
Happy golden days of yore
Faithful friends who are dear to us
Gather near to us once more

Through the years
We all will be together,
If the Fates allow
Hang a shining star
upon the highest bough
And have yourself
A merry little Christmas now

Through the years
We all will be together,
If the Fates allow
Hang a shining star
upon the highest bough
And have yourself
A merry little Christmas now

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