In the eve of Yule
I sing this tune
To greet my beloveds
On the great season of joy,
Where love emanates from within
Like the rose peatals' aroma
Flowing like a river
And blowing like the wind of winter
It blossoms me and makes me rich
With feelings so dear;
This day is so different and so special
Every moment passes in beauty and amour
An antiquitic sentiment
Transports me to the world ancient
Where lord preaches
And disciples sing amorous and dutiful psalms
A sheperd solemnly guides his herds,
The silent stream flows without harm
Nothing is perturbed
Everything is calm
A fire lit in the fireplace
Glows majestically,
And the christmas tree
Laden with stars and bells golden and silver
Stands aside the fire light sanguine
The mood is indeed divine
And the ship sails the vast seas ahead
With white cotton-like clouds overhead
That sheds the snow thick.
Above in the enchanted night
Father Christmas rides his sleigh
Following his reindeer splendid
He carves his way through the nebulae
To make the children happy and gay
Above the snow-laden trees
Beneath the blazing moon,
He seems so fantastic
In full bloom,
Juveniles cry in joy
Their dream seems coming true
They desire and wish
And their innocence pleads
For their wishes are not selfish
In memory of lord
The divine God
One is engrossed
He enjoys and dances
And sings in tunes
The melodies of glory
Of the mighty lord,
He feasts and rejoices
And forgives his foes
In this season of joys;
He blooms in likeness
Of the Almighty
Who keeps an eye from the heavens above.
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