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The road that leads to Bethlehem
Go down to the valley that the snow covered
The shepherds want to see their king
They bring him gifts in his humble bag
To the Redeemer, to the Redeemer
He was born in a Bethlehem portal
The child God
I would like to put at your feet
Any present that pleases you, Lord
But you already know that I am poor too.
And I only have an old drum
Old drum, old drum
In your honor I will play in front of the portal
With my drum
The road that leads to Bethlehem
I'm marking with my old drum
Nothing better that I can offer
His hoarse accent is a song of love
To the Redeemer, to the Redeemer
When God saw me playing before him
He smiled at me
He smiled at me
He smiled at me
He smiled at me
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