White christmas
The sun is shining The grass is green The orange and palm trees sway. I've never seen such a day In Beverly Hills LA. But it's December the 24th And I am longing to be up North.
I'm dreaming of a white Christmas Just like the ones I used to know. Where the treetops glisten, And children listen To hear sleigh bells in the snow.
I'm dreaming of a white Christmas With every Christmas card I write. May your days be merry and bright. And may all your Christmases be white.
Writer/s: Irving Berlin
