Luyện nghe bài hát Christians & Pegans

by DAR (NOT Ani DiFranco)

called her uncle, said "We're up here for the holiday,
Jane and I were having Solstice, now we a place to stay."
And her Christ-loving watched his wife hang Mary on the tree,
He watched his son hang canes all made with red dye number three.
He told his niece, "It's Christmas Eve, I our life is not your style,"
She said, "Christmas is like Solstice, and we miss you and its awhile,"

So the and the Pagans sat together at the table,
Finding faith and common the best that they were able,
And just before the was served, hands were held and prayers were said,
Sending hope for peace on to all their gods and goddesses.

The was great, the tree plugged in, the meal had gone without a hitch,
Till Timmy turned to and said, "Is it true that you're a witch?"
His mom up and said, "The pies are burning," and she hit the kitchen,
And it was Jane who spoke, she said, "It's true, your not a Christian,"
"But we love trees, we the snow, the friends we have, the world we share,
And you find magic from your God, and we magic everywhere."

So the and the Pagans sat together at the table,
Finding faith and common ground the that they were able,
And where magic come from? I think magic's in the learning,
'Cause now when Christians sit with Pagans only pies are burning.

When Amber tried to do the dishes, her aunt said, "Really, no, bother."
Amber's uncle saw how looked like Tim and like her father.
He thought about his brother, how hadn't spoken in a year,
He thought he'd call him up and say, "It's and your daughter's here."
He thought of fathers, and brothers, saw his own son tug his sleeve, saying,
"Can I be a Pagan?" Dad said, "We'll it when they leave."

So the Christians and the Pagans sat at the table,
Finding faith and common ground the best that were able,
Lighting trees in darkness, learning new ways the old, and
sense of history and drawing warmth out of the cold.