Sleigh bells ring, ting-a-ling.
Steeple bells ding, dong, ding.
Ding, dong, ding, ding, dong, ding.
As we ride our song goes ringing;
Through the air its echoes winging,
‘Til the wind seems full of singing;
So we speed along.
Through the town and by the river
Where the birches sigh and quiver,
And the birds are silent never,
Joining in our song.
Minka for Beginner/Level 1 Piano Solo