Festive songs belong to Christmas just as much as cookies and Christmas trees.
Thats why today, on the occasion of the 200th anniversary of the invention of braille, the Braille Authority of Slovakia is sending this Braille-themed Christmas greeting to the whole world.
Our heartfelt thank you goes to Michal Tkacik and his entire team not just for putting together this musical masterpiece, but also for the amazing service they’re doing to Braille in their country.
Video description:
The main Christmas message is conveyed through the lyrics of the song. It is accompanied by the following animations and images:
• Braille 200 logos and the SABP logo
• A train circling a snow-covered city
• Children playing with gingerbread cookies and milk at a table covered with letters made of sugar icing that spell out the word VIANOCE (Christmas) in both Latin and Braille
• a child’s hands decorating a Christmas tree,
• hands in a Christmas wreath reading from a Braille book,
• Santa on a sleigh being chased by the logo of the Slovak Library for the Blind,
• the words “Merry Christmas” in Braille,
• SKN postcard with a beautiful Christmas tree with a braille pattern and the text “May the gift of Christmas be a gift for the whole world.”
Song lyrics:
Verse 1
When the paper softly whispers in our hands,
You can guess it right away – Christmas stands.
I don’t mean the wrapping of the gifts you know,
But tiny little hills in even rows.
Chorus
We’ve got cells of Braille, a world of dotted lines,
Where they all came from? It’s easy to divine.
One of five true senses
Shows you, brother, how:
Say aloud what touches you,
Trust your fingers now!
Verse 2
Cabbage soup and carp, the pine-tree scented air,
From the library I’ll borrow books to share.
Two hundred years since Paris lit the flame,
Still it’s here, bringing worlds within our range.
Chorus
We’ve got cells of Braille, a world of dotted lines,
Where they all came from? It’s easy to divine.
One of five true senses
Shows you, brother, how:
Say aloud what touches you,
Trust your fingers now!
Verse 3
All in vain – no ode, no praise, no grand display
Can describe those dots in any way.
Each time feels like a little Christmas,
when paper whispers beneath our hands.
Chorus
We’ve got cells of Braille, a world of dotted lines,
Where they all came from? It’s easy to divine.
One of five true senses
Shows you, brother, how:
Say aloud what touches you,
Trust your fingers now!
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