Not so white ... not so wonderful ...

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 write
May your days be merry and bright
And may all your Christmases be white

I'm dreaming of a white Christmas
With every Christmas card I write
May your days be merry and bright
And may all your Christmases be white
(White Christmas - Irving Berlin, 1942: ouvida na versão de Garth Brooks, 1992)

Era bem mais melodiosa

Quando vivíamos todos juntos.

... not like the ones I used to know.

De retalho em retalho ...