and tears in her eyes Into his coat reached the boy child Knowing well there was little there He took from his pocket his own Christmas dinner A bit
(Noel Paul Stookey) And it came to pass on a Christmas evening While all the doors were shuttered tight Outside standing, a lonely boy-child Cold and
Tulkojums: Peter, Paul \u0026amp; Mary. Ziemassvētku vakariņas.
