Christmas is the quietest day of the year,
You can hear all the hearts going and beating
like clocks that say evening hours:
Christmas is the quietest day of the year,
All children's eyes grow wide,
as if the things they look at were growing,
and more maternal all women become
and all the children's eyes grow wide.
You have to go outside in the wide country
Do you want to see the Christmas that is intact
as if your sense of cities never desired,
so you must walk outside in the wide country.
There great skies dawn above you
Resting on distant white forests,
the paths grow under your shoes
and great skies dawn over you.
And in the great heavens there is a star
Fully blossomed to a rarely great brightness,
the distances approach like a wave
and in the great heavens there is a star.
