Lyrics
Cold are the people,
Winter of life,
We tremble in shadows this cold endless night,
Frozen in the snow lie roses sleeping,
Flowers that will echo the sunrise,
Fire of hope is our only warmth,
Weary, its flame will be dying soon.
Voice in the distance,
Call in the night,
On wind you enfold us you speak of the light,
Gentle on the ear you whisper softly,
Rumors of a dawn so embracing,
Breathless love awaits darkened souls,
Soon will we know of the morning.
Silent night
Holy night
All is come
All is bright
Round yon Virgin mother and child
Holy infant, so tender and mild
Sleep in Heavenly peace
Sleep in Heavenly peace
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