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Let me tell you a tale that is often toldIn the great Celestial HallAll about an angel only four years oldThe littlest angel of allHow all day he would play with a little boxThat to others had no wordsOh, but there were treasures in this little boxThe treasures he brought from EarthJust a butterfly with golden wingsA little piece of a hollow logTwo shiny stones from a river bankAnd the worn out strap of his faithful dogThen the angels all heard that the holy childWould be born in BethlehemAnd they all brought present for the holy childAnd each gift was a heavenly gemThen the littlest angel put his little boxWith the presents fine and wrappedAnd the littlest angel sat alone and criedFor his gift was so meager and badJust a butterfly with golden wingsSongtexteA little piece of a hollow logTwo shiny stones from a river bankAnd the worn out strap of his faithful dogBut the Lord chose the gift of the little boxThat the child had blessed with loveAnd it started glowing that very nightIt became the star up aboveWhen you see that star as it shines on highIn the great Celestial HallYou will know the proudest angel in the skyIs the littlest angel of allWith his butterfly with golden wingsA little piece of a hollow logTwo shiny stones from a river bankAnd the worn out strap of his faithful dog Aus Songtexte Mania