O little town of Bethlehem
How still we see thee lie
Above thy deep and dreamless sleep
The silent stars go by
Yet in thy dark streets shineth
The everlasting light
The hopes and fears of all the years
Are met in thee tonight
Tonight, tonight

Away in a manger
No crib for a bed
The little Lord Jesus
Laid down His sweet head
The stars in the bright sky
Looked down where He lay
The little Lord Jesus
Asleep on the hay

Silent night, holy night
All is calm, all is bright
Round yon Virgin, Mother and Child
Holy infant so tendеr and mild
Sleep in heavenly peacе
Sleep in heavenly peace