Il testo della White christmas

White christmas
Writer irving berlin

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.