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Celtic Woman A Christmas Celebration

Don oiche ud i mBeithil go dtainig an Bhreithir slan; Ta griosghrua ar spearthaibh 's an talamh 'na chludach ban; Feach Iosagan sa chleibhin, 's an Mhaighdean 'A

Ding dong dong Ding dong dong... Ding dong merrily on high, In heav'n the bells are ringing: Ding dong! verily the sky Is riv'n with angel singing.

Oh, the weather outside is frightful, But the fire is so delightful, And since we've no place to go, Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow. It doesn

Long lay the world in sin and error pining. Till He appeared and the Spirit felt its worth. A thrill of hope the weary world rejoices, For yonder breaks a

on an open fire Jack Frost nipping at your nose Yule-tide carols being sung by a choir And folks dressed up like Eskimos. Everybody knows a turkey and

us has done, In sending His beloved Son. With Mary holy we should pray To God with love this Christmas Day: In Bethlehem upon that morn There was a blessed