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Olden day snow,It's a cold nightA fire cries outCuddled close tonightSo far, we're never aloneBut looking back to when mother would say:We are alive and we have got the Christmas light of time,Bulbs shining bright and high above the candles,Christmas NighI have been living lifeThrough a window andThrough the artworkPaintings that rose from the ashesA warm soft glow echoes from the outsideWe are alive and we have got the Christmas light of time,Bulbs shining bright and high above the candles,Christmas NighAdventure through the coldOn a journey coloured whiteBuild yourself a snowmanYou'll surprise yourself with frightCorncob and piping he is dancingIn the brightest of daylightThat's how it started,Several pages ago From Letras Mania