In the bleak midwinter, long, long ago,
earth stood hard as iron, water like a stone;
snow had fallen, snow on snow, snow on snow,
in the bleak midwinter, a long, long time ago.
What can I give him, poor as I am?
If I were a shepherd, I would give a lamb;
and if I were a Wise Man, I'd duly play my part;
yet what I can I give him: I will give my heart.
...in the bleak midwinter, a long, long time ago.

KORREKTUREN ÃœBERMITTELN