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Now I see what I longed to see
Heaven's treasure falling down on me Slowly from the thick smoke they descend And now I know that Christmas is come But this feeling makes me cry I can perceive the fragrance of Christmas A smell that is different from home I stare at heaven and plead Hoping it wouldn't last forever And this thought makes me cry Is heaven's treasure here to stay? Is it trying to make me happy? Now I hear sweet voices from heaven singing 'Jingle bell jingle bell' And truly this song makes me cry This time last year we were together Singing these songs that made me glad Now I am standing on heaven's treasure And I wish it will last forever But this wish makes me cry
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