Christmas Day and the snow is fallen
Roofs, fields and roads covered in white
What a day for children and parents
Arguments and disputes are out of sight.
Christmas Turkey on tables, poor we soul
Chippolatas and Ham the pig is dead
Brussels sprouts, and roast potatoes
All at peace there's no bloodshed.
I am dreaming of a white Rolls Royce
Moving slowly on the dirty white snow
I am dreaming of a white wedding
Though the woman is no virgin at all.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
good luck..... nice