Merry Christmas – Gleðileg jól

On Christmas night itself – so a wise man writes – the lads were all restraint and just stared at the lights.

Then one by one they trotted off into the frost and snow.
On Twelfth Night the last of the lads used to go.

Their footprints in the highlands are effaced now for long, the memories have all turned to image and song.

stp goblin Merry Christmas – Gleðileg jól

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