Arre little donkey

I have a nativity scene in a corner of my house

With shepherds and shepherdesses and a palace on the mountain.
King Herod lives there, his soldiers live there,
Everyone is waiting for the wise men to arrive.

Get up donkey, get up donkey get up

Hurry up, we're late.
Get ready, little donkey, let's go to
Bethlehem
That tomorrow is a party and the next too.

In the sky there is a star that guides the

wise men
Towards Bethlehem to see God, son of
Mary;
When the monarchs pass
People come out on the road
And they happily go with them to see the
tender Child.

Get up donkey, get up donkey get up

Hurry up, we're late.
Get ready, little donkey, let's go to Bethlehem
That tomorrow is a party and the next too.
Go, go, go, the marmorena
Go, go, go La Marimorena
Come on, come on, it's Christmas Eve.

In the portal of Bethlehem there are stars, sun and moon

the Virgin and Saint Joseph, and the Child who is in the cradle.

Go, go, go La Marimorena

Come on, come on, it's Christmas Eve.

And if you want to buy bread whiter than the lily

In the portal of Bethlehem the Virgin is a baker.

Go, go, go La Marimorena

Come on, come on, it's Christmas Eve.

A shepherd eating soups in the air spotted

an angel who told him the Redeemer has been born.

Go, go, go La Marimorena

Come on, come on, it's Christmas Eve.
 Bethlehem Bell

Bell over Bell

and on a bell
Get close to the window
see a child in the crib.

Belen
Belen bells
that the angels touch
What news you bring me.

Gathered your flock

Where are you going, little
shepherd?
I will take the portal
cottage cheese, butter and wine.

Bell over Bell

and on bell two
Get close to the window
because God is being born.

Walking at midnight
where are you walking shepherd?
I take the child that is born
Like God my heart.

The fish in the river

But look how the fish in the river drink
But look how they drink to see the born God
They drink and drink and drink again
The fish in the river to see God be born.
The drummer

The road that leads to Bethlehem

Go down to the valley that the snow covered.
The shepherd boys want to see their King,
They bring him gifts in his humble bag
to the Redeemer, to the Redeemer.

I would like to put at your feet

some present that pleases you, Lord,
but you already know that I am poor too
and I only own an old drum.
In your honor in front of the portal I will
knock
that with my drum!

The road that leads to Bethlehem

I'm marking with my old drum,
There is nothing better that I can offer,
his hoarse accent is a song of love
to the Redeemer, to the Redeemer.
When God saw me playing
Before Him he smiled at me.
White Christmas

Oh white Christmas, dream

and with the snow around
white is my chimera
and she is a messenger of peace
and pure love.

Oh white Christmas, snow

a hope and a song
You can remember your childhood
when white Christmas arrives.