The sun is shining, the grass is green,
The orange and palm trees sway.
There’s never been such a day
In Beverley Hills L.A,
But it’s December the twenty forth,
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 writhe.
May your days be merry and bright,
And may all your Christmases be white.
- 专辑：The Christmas Album
- 歌手：Libera
- 歌曲：White Christmas
