my difficult happiness here on my shoulder sleeps
stars shine in heavens for her, angels are guiding her dreams
mystery sadness like shadow, lays over her lips
soon this night will end with no trace--its time is counted up
that you were with me this time, morning will make seem made up
time, please don't rush: most important word i have not yet told her
oh my angel got tired, flying in the skies
sat with me in dark, then melted when night passed
shortest chapter of the tale:
night on the eve of Christmas day
do not be grieving, my heart: i have accepted the fate
i cannot hold on to her, Heaven will take her away
the blue bird of my dream i today will set free
oh my angel got tired, flying in the skies
sat with me in dark, then melted when night passed
shortest chapter of the tale:
night on the eve of Christmas day
Christmas eve
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