Текст песни The Gift That Keeps On Giving

is coming to my house like a wild deer at my doorway he was suddenly so close the beams are made of cedar wood the rafters made of fir the garden hols a fountain honeycomb and myrrh i walked along the broadways looking for my love i asked among the watchmen have you seem my love? promise not to wake him sisters let him sleep his time he comforts me with apples sucourrs me with wine holy night blessed daylight you are my true delight