The bright star shined in the sky
Around midnight;
The flower of Hope soon came
In the cold, in the night.
In Bethlehem, in a hovel,
Is born for us the beautiful Child.
Sleep well, sleep well, kind baby.

The ox and the ass warmed
The child who was shivering;
The white sheep gave their wool,
And the shepherds brought milk.
And we, what will we bring
To the son that will redeem us?
Give, give generously.

When everything is gloomy, bleak and dark,
Christmas promises peace
To men full of goodwill, whether prince or good servant.
Love and Hope are now born
Let the good tidings sound forth!
Pray, pray, and you shall not be forgotten.
(for you, too, are part of the Redemption)