Somewhere in a far away land a miracle lies.
Trudging towards the land in the moonlit night,
Three great kings, wizened and wise
Follows a path of the rays of light
Of a star that can outshine them all.
Because of all the they have and brought
Compares nothing to what that will be remembered even after kingdom fall;
And in front of that miracle the riches valued to nought,
For in the Kingdom of Heaven
The greatest treasure one can find is love.
Which heart cannot a love enliven?
Even after being lost in the darkest grove
Of melancholy which strong heart cannot endure.
But true love, to be given and found
In this new world we cannot be sure,
For selfish are lot and likewise go to ground
But, Rejoice! For there are some we still can say
Who lives not for themselves, but for love itself.
So they are praised and to them let us pray
They were great and blessed by God Himself.
