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Santa
03:17
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One-Two-Three-Four,
Who's that knocking on the door?
Oh, is it Santa?
I can see a light on the floor,
I thought he came down the chimney,
Maybe mum was being silly.
I'd better pretend I'm sleeping,
Or he won't fill up my stocking.
Santa comes to all the children
When they're sleeping
When it's dark he leaves the presents,
Only for the good boys and girls.
Dad says we should leave him something:
Mince pies and a drop of brandy.
Don't forget the reindeers
One-Two-Three-Four,
Who's that knocking on the door?
Oh, is it Santa?
I can see a light on the floor,
I thought he came down the chimney,
Maybe mum was being silly.
I'd better pretend I'm sleeping,
Or he won't fill up my stocking.
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December
03:08
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The world is dark
Yet white and crisp and clean
The table's bare
Yet bellies filled
And bodies warmed with winter wine
December
Have you come?
December
When your love shines from an Eastern star
The sky is black
Yet sprinkled with the stars
The gifts are gone
But we are all together
And the hearth is warm
December
You are here
December
When your love shines from an Eastern star
Remember
Though the journey might seem far
December brings you home
Again
December brings you home
Again
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Little lights
02:31
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Little lights
Glowing everywhere
Going home to friends and family
We cannot wait to see
Your shiny faces
Oh this is Christmas time
Oh this is Christmas time
Bright white
Snow falling everywhere
We go skating on the frozen pond
As nature waves her wand
We turn in circles
Under the mistletoe
Under the mistletoe
Walks of life
Crossing gently
We thank you for your hospitality
We never want to leave
But time is turning
Our journey's just begun
Our journey's just begun
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Bodach
02:33
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Rinn Sinn Bodach Sneachd An Diugh (We Made a Snowman Today, Scots Gaelic, trad arr)
Bodach mòr le sùilean dubh
Bodach mòr le sùilean dubh
Bodach mòr le sùilean dubh
Bodach reamhar sneachda.
Rinn sinn bodach sneachd’ an-diugh
Rinn sinn bodach sneachd’ an-diugh
Rinn sinn bodach sneachd’ an-diugh
Bodach reamhar sneachda.
Stoc mu amhaich ‘s ad mu cheann
Stoc mu amhaich ‘s ad mu cheann
Stoc mu amhaich ‘s ad mu cheann
Bodach reamhar sneachda.
Bodach bochd le casan fuar
Bodach bochd le casan fuar
Bodach bochd le casan fuar
Bodach reamhar sneachda.
Big snowman with dark eyes
Big snowman with dark eyes
Big snowman with dark eyes
Big fat snow man.
We made a snowman today
We made a snowman today
We made a snowman today
Big fat snow man.
With a scarf and hat, a scarf and a hat
With a scarf and hat, a scarf and a hat
With a scarf and hat, a scarf and a hat
Big fat snow man.
The snowman's feet were cold
The snowman's feet were cold
The snowman's feet were cold
Big fat snow man.
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Little donkey
02:27
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Little donkey
On the dusty road
Got to keep on
With your precious load.
Been a long time
Through the winter's night
Don't give up now,
Bethlehem's in sight.
Chorus
Ring those bells tonight
Bethlehem's in sight
Follow that star
Bethlehem's not far
Little donkey
Had a heavy day
Little donkey
Mary's on her way.
Little donkey
On the dusty road
While the wise men
Wait for a sign
Ring those bells tonight
Bethlehem's in sight
Follow that star
Bethlehem
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Níl craic ar bith bheith i do thurcaí um Nollag,
Níl craic ar bith!
Níl craic ar bith a bheith i do thurcaí, níl.
Tá sé maith go lear sa Samhradh,
Bíonn muid sásta ar an fheirm,
Ach nuair a thagann an Nollaig,
Bíonn eagla mhór orainn!
Tá muid cairdiúil leis na cearca,
Tá na lacha cairdiúil linn,
Ach nuair a thagann an búistéir,
Ó! Ní maith linn sin!
It's no fun being a turkey at Christmas
No fun at all!
It's no fun being a turkey, no.
In Summer, things are fine,
We are happy on the farm,
But when Christmas comes,
We are terrified!
We're friends with the hens,
The ducks are friends with us
But when the butcher comes,
O! We don't like that!
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Bróna McVittie Northern Ireland, UK
Pioneering her own brand of cosmic folk, Bróna McVittie both deftly reimagines traditional folk and crafts her own nature- inspired songs with a rich mix of folk and electronic instruments. As The Guardian describes it “You’re put in the place of a bird navigating wide open landscapes, absorbing light, space and air. This is music that takes you on its wing, and gives you fresh visions” ... more
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