On a snow-laid night, along a snow-filled lawn
Inside a shed, a child was born
The heavenly light lit up the gloomy shadow
Two happy hearts were bright and aglow
A god was born, with gifts adorned
And merry faces illuminated the lonely little barn
And yet, despite all the riches and gold
For Mary, only one thing thawed the cold
The warmth of her child
For a child is the best gift for a mother