Said the night wind to the little lamb
Do you see what I see?
Way up in the sky little lamb
Do you see what I see?
A star, a star
Dancing in the night
With a tail as big as a kite
With a tail as big as a kite...

Frosty winds are starting to blow, and soon we'll have snow (if we're really unlucky). All the shops are dressed up in gold and glitter and santa clauses and elves and gilded christmas trees and fairy lights... and the Christ child is forgotten. Last weekend my aunt and uncle drove me down to Croydon in the evening, down to the English suburbs... and in these usually quiet towns (well, anything is quiet compared to South Kensington where no one ever sleeps) we gaped at the immensely tacky and showy displays that the residents had put up. Santa Claus was climbing several windows. Rudolph was running across several roofs. Bright, shining, snowmen stood alone in the cold with big fake plastic smiles. Where one house had a grand display, his neighbour had a brighter and grander one! And my aunty said, "Where's the significance of Christ's birth in all this?". And then we passed a little church which had nothing but a simple lighted sillhouette of the nativity scene. The first sign of the true spirit of Christmas. Do you hear what I hear?

Said the little lamb to the shepherd boy
Do you hear what I hear?
Ringing through the sky, shepherd boy
Do you hear what I hear?
A song, a song
High above the trees
With a voice as big as the sea
With a voice as big as the sea

Said the shepherd boy to the mighty king
Do you know what I know?
In your palace warm, mighty king
Do you know what I know?
A child, a child
Shivers in the cold
Let us bring him silver and gold
Let us bring him silver and gold

Said the kind to the people everywhere
Listen to what I say
Pray for peace, people everywhere
Listen to what I say
The Child, the Child
Sleeping in the night
He will bring us goodness and light
He will bring us goodness and light