Frank Sinatra ha cantato moltissime canzoni dedicate al Natale, spesso interpretando anche i pezzi di illustri colleghi. Ecco qualche testo:
Frank Sinatra — The Christmas Waltz
Frosted window panes, candles gleaming inside
Painted candy canes on the tree
Santa’s on his way, he’s filled his sleigh with things
Things for you and for me
It’s that time of year when the world falls in love
Ev’ry song you hear seems to say “Merry Christmas,
“May your New Year dreams come true”
And this song of mine in three-quarter time
Wishes you and yours the same thing, too
[instrumental-first verse]
(It’s that time of year when the world falls in love)
(Ev’ry song you hear seems to say)
“Merry Christmas, may your New Year dreams come true”
And this song of mine in three-quarter time
Wishes you and yours the same thing, too
White Christmas
(Christmas white Christmas)
I’m dreaming of a white Christmas
Just like the ones I used to know
Where the treetops glisten
And children listen
To hear sleigh bells in the snow
I am dreaming of a white Christmas
With every Christmas card I write
May your days be merry and bright
And may all your Christmases be white
(I’m dreaming of a white Christmas)
(With every Christmas card I write)
May your days be merry and bright
And may all your Christmases be white
It came upon the midnight clear
It came upon the midnight clear, that glorious song of old
From angels bending near the earth to touch their harps of gold
Peace on the earth, goodwill to men, from heav’n’s all gracious king
The world in solemn stillness lay to hear the angels sing
Still through the cloven skies they come with peaceful wings unfurl
And still their heavenly music floats, O’er all the weary world
Above its sad and lowly plains they bend on hovering wing
And ever o’er its Babel sounds the blessed angels sing
O ye, beneath life’s crushing load, whose forms are bending low
Who toil along the climbing way with painful steps and slow
Look now for glad and golden hours come swiftly on the wing
O rest beside the weary road and hear the angels sing
For lo the days are hastening on, by prophets seen of old
When with the ever circling years shall come the time foretold
When the new heaven and earth shall own the prince of peace their King
And the whole world send back the song which now the angels sing