Jens Klimek - A Christmas Carol - текст песни (слова)

The Christ-child lay on Mary's lap,
 His hair was like a light.
 (O weary, weary were the world,
 But here is all aright.
 
 The Christ-child lay on Mary's breast
 His hair was like a star.
 (O stern and cunning are the kings,
 But here the true hearts are.) 
 
 The Christ-child lay on Mary's heart,
 His hair was like a fire.
 (O weary, weary is the world,
 But here the world's desire.)
 
 The Christ-child stood on Mary's knee,
 His hair was like a crown,
 And all the flowers looked up at Him,
 And all the stars looked down.