The strains of woodwinds playing,
Recall to me your voice;
So rich and dulcet melody,
Its left for me, no choice,
...
Christmas bells and sleigh bells ring;
All the merry children sing
Their carols of joy
In honor of the infant boy.
...
Shadows, as the night winds blow,
Softly gather, softly go
Beneath the trees upon the snow.
And the branches sigh and creak
...