1915 on Christmas Day,
On the western front the guns all died away,
And lying in the mud on bags of sand
We heard a German sing from No Man's Land.
He had a tenor voice so pure and true
The words were strange but every note we knew
Soaring o'er the the living, dead and dammed
A German sang of peace from No Man's Land.

They left their trenches and we left ours,
Beneath tin hats the smiles bloomed like wild flowers.
With photos, cigarettes and pots of wine,
We built a soldiers' truce on the front line.
Their singer was a lad of 21;
We begged another song before the dawn,
And sitting in the mud and blood and fear,
He sang again the song all longed to hear.

Silent night, no cannons roar
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All's calm, all's bright
All brothers hand in hand
In 19 and 15 in No Man's Land.

And in the morning all the guns boomed in the rain,
And we killed them and they killed us again;
At night they charged, we fought them hand to hand,
And I killed the boy that sang in No Man's Land.

Silent night, no cannons roared
A king is born of peace for evermore
All's calm, all's bright
All brothers hand in hand
And that young soldier sings
And the song of peace still rings
Though the captains and all the kings
Build No Man's Land.
Sleep in heavenly peace.