Stille nacht, heilige nacht, alles schläft,
einsam wacht nur das traute hochheilige Paar,
holder Knabe im lockkigen Haar,
schlaf in himmlischer Ruh, schlaf in himmlischer Ruh.
A great summation of the creation of one of the most endeared Xmas songs thanks Kim tis JAN 21 and I am finally shaking a nasty bout of Sciatica of the right leg and back
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The picture is of the village of Oberndorf.