There was a child named bernadette
I heard the story long ago
She saw the queen of heaven once
And kept the vision in her soul
No one believed what she had seen
No one believed what she heard
But there were sorrows to be here
And mercy, mercy in this world

So many hearts I find, broke like yours and mine
Torn by what weve done and cant undo
I just wanna hold you, come on let
me hold you
Weve been around, we fall, we fly
We mostly fall, we mostly run
And every now and then we try
To mend the damage that weve done
.....
برای من کریسمس یادآور دانه های زیبای برف است واسکروجی که از بچگیم در این شب بوده!

vala barf bazie ma ke to madrese bood
agar ye metre ham barf miumad madreseie mantagheie ma tatil nemishood. hagham dashtan choon on toori hameie zemeston ro bayad tatil mikardan, albate az barekate nezam mizane barandeghi ham kam shoodeh to in sala va hala ba ye barfe zeperti madrese tatil mishe, khobe in rasme rozzegare dige

tavaloode masihe khoda ro tabrik migam behet

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