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Come little white snowflake
and sit here on my lap
Tell me about the stars
who travels through the map
Come little white snowflake
and say hello to my hands
Tell me where you're comming from
And where your story ends
Come, every white snowflake
Come down, down to the ground
Because if you do
My christmas spirit is to be found
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(Oversatt fra den opprinnelige teksten av Halvdan Rasmussen)
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