when I hear Christmas sung
I love reliving my childhood joys
the sparkling tree, the silver snow
Christmas, my lovely white dream
when I hear bells ring in the sky
the hour when the good old man comes down
I see your bright eyes again, Mom
and I think of other white Christmases
the night is full of joyful songs
the wood cracks in the fire
everything's ready for my friends
and I wait for the time they'll come
while hearing all my memories
when I hear Christmas sung
I love reliving my childhood joys
the sparkling tree, the silver snow
Christmas, my lovely white dream
when I hear bells ring in the sky
the hour when the good old man comes down
I see your bright eyes again, Mom
and I think of other white Christmases
when December tossed into the wind
the scent of roasting chestnuts
I waited, trembling a bit
for the moment of joyful gifts
and I'd put my tiny shoes
under the mantle of the fireplace
when I hear Christmas sung
I love reliving my childhood joys
the sparkling tree, the silver snow
Christmas, my lovely white dream
when I hear bells ring in the sky
the hour when the good old man comes down
I see your bright eyes again, Mom
and I think of other white Christmases