Из альбома: Together With Cliff Richard

White Christmas

I'm dreaming of a white Christmas,
Just like the ones I used to know.
Where the treetops glisten and children listen,
To hear sleighbells in the snow.

I'm dreaming of a white Christmas,
With every Christmas card I write.
May your days be merry and bright,
And may all your Christmas's be white.

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