Traditional - The mistletoe bough - текст песни (слова)

The mistletoe hung in the castle hall,
 The holly branch shone on the old oak wall,
 And the Baron's retainers were blithe and gay,
 And keeping their Christmas holiday;
 The Baron beheld, with a father's pride,
 His beautiful child, young Lovel's bride;
 While she with her bright eyes seemed to be
 The star of the goodly company.
 Oh! the mistletoe bough!