Flor de Nochebuena

Christmas bells were ringing
In a little town in Mexico
But the boy and girl weren’t singing
For they didn’t have a thing to show

María said, “Dear Pedro
I wish we had a gift to bring
But we are just poor niños
With nothing fit to give a king.”

Chorus:
Don’t cry María, Love is not poor
The greatest gift comes not from a store
It’s so much more

Dusty road up to the chapel
And the sky above them glowed
That’s when they spied an angel
In some weeds along the road

She said, “Take all you can carry
And lay these weeds down by his feet
And María, please don’t worry
Sometimes there’s more than what you see.”

(Chorus)

The church filled up with whispers
As the children entered in
And she went up to the manger
And laid those weeds down next to him

Then that Christmas Eve went silent
As color burst into those blooms
A red so bright and vibrant
Tears fell all across the room

Flor de nochebuena
Petals red with Christmas love
Tell us all about María
And miracles from up above

Flor de nochebuena
Now you bloom at Christmastime
Bright red poinsettia
A gift that always will remind