Run, Eva, to the attic.
Song
Run, Eve, to the attic, bring a couple of doves, ; And Aaron to the cellar, bring a flask of wine. ; And a bottle of honey brandy, ; Then we will take it to Little Jesus, he will not buy it in vain. ; Let the lyres sing merrily, Jesus is born. ; Thunder, drums and trumpets, God has become man. ; A virgin who brings this and receives it into her womb, ; The archangel Gabriel calls this blessed.