The Merry Nights of Winter

 

Days are growing shorter My belly's growing fatter

Hope is growing thinner

In the merry nights of winter

They threw us on the scrapheap

And threw us into prison

They said that we were sinners

In the merry nights of winter

We ran out in the starlight

We cried up toward the heavens

The sleigh was going faster

In the merry nights of winter

On the yard and on the rooftops

In cornfields and in forests

We wish into the raindrops

Of the merry nights of winter