(Narration: One frozen night in 1914, at the height of World War I, the 

unthinkable happened: all along the entire western front, the British and 

German soldiers lay down their weapons, an unofficial cease fire, to 

celebrate Christmas Eve together. They exchanged gifts, and saw each other 

as brothers, and that peace lasted for two more days, when they were ordered 

back to battle. In those few days, though, men remembered the reason for 

Christmas amongst the devastation, and it's a story that should never be 

forgotten.)



Through the smoke filled night silence rose from both sides

Across a bloody battlefield

It was a cold Christmas Eve in 1914

To those who were there, it seemed unreal

As time was still the spirit moved the soldiers

To lay down their arms and raise their voice in song

And pretend for a while the war was over



If it could happened then, it could happen again

A world torn apart could join hands and hearts

To celebrate his birth and peace on this Earth

If for one magic night we could find again a reason not to fight

Maybe there's a chance; This time it might last.



As opposing sides approached through broken words they spoke

It wasn't long before they felt at ease

They shared their cigarettes, what they had they used as gifts

They didn't feel like enemies

With candles lit they stood shoulder to shoulder

And on that field they found true common ground

And as they prayed they dreamed the war was over



If it could happened then, it could happen again

A world torn apart could join hands and hearts

To celebrate his birth and peace on this Earth

If for one magic night we could find again a reason not to fight

Maybe there's a chance; This time it might last.



If it could happened then, it could happen again.