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All children
Christmas Eve
By the silver fir tree
Watching the roads of heaven
Until the morning
Dreaming of the unreal
They hold hands
On Christmas Children
Let their skin be white, let their skin be black
Dressed in snow or in sun
When midnight strikes, the most beautiful story
Makes their hearts beat just the same
What if tomorrow
The world is cruel
They love each other at least once
On Christmas Children
Tonight they are the kings of the earth
They are the lambs, they are the shepherds
And when sleep closes their eyelids
Love will protect them
Because, up there
Does anyone remember?
And comes to put down his coat
On Christmas Children
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