Wolf Alice - In the Bleak Midwinter

In the bleak midwinter Frosty wind made moan Earth stood hard as iron Water like a stone Snow had fallen, snow on snow Snow on snow In the bleak midwinter Long, long ago

Angels and archangels May have traveled there Chеrubim and Seraphim Thronged the air But only his Mothеr In her maiden bliss Worshiped the beloved With a kiss

What can I give him? Poor as I am If I were a shepherd I would give a lamb If I were a wise man I would do my part But what can I give him? Give him my heart