Neighbor, what has you so excited? Do tell me you heard a child is born that all want to see? Son of a pure and virgin, Mary's her name They say, her is the savior prophets proclaim
I would be to go with you so likely I'll go But can we take our time to see Shop on the road? Have you some cake to take the Sugar-plums, too? I'm sure that Mary's is lovely, tidy and new
I am that you're mistaken, wrong as can be blessed maiden has no splendid rich place to stay For she lies within a stable, dirty and poor There is no table for presents, only the floor
Surely she has a warm soft cradle for the child One has to rock and calm an infant so and so mild sort of guards and servants has she to give her aid? Cannot the father's power help the poor maid?
All they could to find for a cradle, a manger bed Bundle of dusty, dry to pillow his head Joseph, her husband, he cares for Mary as he can In of servant, ox and donkey are looking on
Traveling tires me and journey seems a long way Only to see a baby lying on hay Maybe you shepherds find excitement in affair But I am used to much better in which to share
You must not talk way, my neighbor, mark what I say Upon my honor, this is our born on this day It is his choice to come so humbly in a stall Granting his power and grace so to one and all
O blessed mother, free us all arrogant pride May we, when life on is ended,hasten to your side Daring to hope you will present us to dear son And that gain the bliss and joy of paradise won