In a dusty African land Meeting kids of every kind Father Christmas, travelling by Met a black boy, little and shy With lots of questions on his mind
Please, please tell me how You make a snowball I've never ever seen the snow fall And Christmas trees Grow nowhere near, here
I live my life where skies are sunny Where snow is scarce and so is money I've never known a white December The kind that other kids remember I wish we had them over here
Father Christmas looked in his bag All his toys seemed somehow so wrong For example, how can you choose A pair of smart and shining shoes For a boy barefoot all day long
Please, please tell me How you make a snowball I've never ever seen the snow fall I've never seen a reindeer fly, by
Are they like antelope or horses Or shooting stars or flying saucers Such things, to children of my nation Are wild beyond imagination Like seeing hippos in the sky
Just suppose that Jesus was born Here beneath the African moon Round the manger You would have found Mary, Joseph and all around Elephant, lion and baboon
Please, please tell me How you make a snowball I've never ever seen the snow fall I've never seen a tinsel tree, me
We don't hang stockings round the fire And chimney pots we don't require One day I'll leave these open spaces I'll go and see those other places And bring a snowball home with me
Snowball, Just a snowball Home for me At snowball I once for me ...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
