Where the snowbeasts roam
In their lair they sleep
In caves so dark and deep
But one small beast stays up
She wants to go straight out
A purple snowbeast
Who just wants to have fun
When others snore quite loud
The beast sneaks swiftly out
She sniffs the cold air
Snow falls on her hair
And then she hears the sounds
Someone toots loud
She hurries to join
the party in good time
The Badgers are playing their favourite songs
All foxes and birdies are humming along
Creatures of woods having fun in all peace
They just concentrate on their musical needs
“Dear snowbeast, come forward, join our grand band”
“Here are some instruments, take one in your hands”
So she grabs the bagpipes without second thoughts
Her snowbeast lungs can toot them all night long
And together they played and sang until the break of dawn
It was the best Yule eve of she ever saw
The trees were swaying, their hearts were melting
The songs warmed up the cold winter night
The stars were smiling, blistfully shining
And bears they all grumbled, asleep in their pens
And together they played and sang until the break of dawn
It was the best Yule eve a snowbeast ever saw
And when came the morn
The snowbeast hurried home
But she was filled with joy:
She’d found a new toy
It was the bagpipes she clung to her arms
And from that day onwards
She tooted bagpipe songs
Every day she played all her favourite songs
It was the best Yule gift she ever got
About the song
Around Yule, you might see a pink or a purple spot in the snow, hiding in the woods. And if you go closer, you might get hit by a snowball! It's the purple snowbeast, having fun. Here is a Yule tune for that little rascal. It's best sung to the Fairytale of New York, as performed by the Pogues.
The Pogues – Fairytale of New York
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