Paroles de Merry Little Christmas

Have yourself a merry little Christmas Let your heart be light From now on Your troubles will be out of sight Have yourself a merry little Christmas Make the Yule-tide gay From now on Your troubles will be miles away Here we are, as in olden days Happy golden days of yore Faithful friends who are dear to us They gather near to us once more Through the years We all will be together If the Fates allow Hang a shining star upon the highest bough Here we are, as in olden days Happy golden days of yore Faithful friends who are dear to us They gather near to us once more Through the years We all will be together If the Fates allow So hang a shining star upon the highest bough And have yourself a merry little Christmas now, oh woah oh Ooh, now