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Translations.
   Let us by the fire
   Ever higher
Sing them till the night expire.

  Nuns in frigid cells
  At this holy tide,
  For want of something else,
Christmas songs at times have tried.
   Let us by the fire
   Ever higher
Sing them till the night expire!

  Washerwomen old,
  To the sound they beat,
  Sing by rivers cold,
With uncovered heads and feet.
   Let us by the fire
   Ever higher
Sing them till the night expire.