I?ll go to sleep and dream of you And when the snowflakes all on Douglas Fir It?s like a snowglobe Christmas And we?re living in a perfect world of trees
Should auld acquaintance be forgot And never brought to mind Should auld acquaintance be forgot And days of auld lang syne For auld lang syne, my dear
Said the night wind to the little lamb "Do you see what I see Way up in the sky, little lamb Do you see what I see A star, a star, dancing in the night
La vergine degli angeli Mi copra del suo manto E me protegga vigile Di dio l'angelo santo La vergine degli angeli E me protegga me protegga L'angiol
candles, eight candles for me There will be a lot of parties With joy and happiness There will be a lot of parties With joy and happiness We're going
Shchedryk shchedryk, shchedrivochka Pryletila lastivochka Stala sobi shchebetaty Hospodarya vyklykaty "Vyydy, vyydy, hospodaryu Podyvysya na kosharu
Stille Nacht! Heil'ge Nacht Alles schlaft; einsam wacht Nur das traute hoch heilige Paar Holder Knab' im lockigen Haar Schlafe in himmlischer Ruh [Arabic
The sun is shining, the grass is green The orange and palm trees sway There's never been such a day In Beverly Hills, LA But it's December the 24th And
We three kings of Orient are Bearing gifts we traverse afar Field and fountain, moor and mountain Following yonder Star Born a king on Bethlehem's plain
Come they told me, pa rum pum pum pum A new born King to see, pa rum pum pum pum Our finest gifts we bring, pa rum pum pum pum To lay before the King
Santa Baby Slip a sable under the tree For me I've been an awful good girl Santa Baby And hurry down the chimney tonight Santa baby An out of space
Shchedryk shchedryk, shchedrivochka Pryletila lastivochka Stala sobi shchebetaty Hospodarya vyklykaty "Vyydy, vyydy, hospodaryu Podyvysya na kosharu Tam
Santa Baby Slip a sable under the tree For me I've been an awful good girl Santa Baby And hurry down the chimney tonight Santa baby An out of space convertible
'll go to sleep and dream of you And when the snowflakes fall on the Douglas Fir It's like a snowglobe Christmas And we're living in a perfect world
, eight candles for me There will be a lot of parties With joy and happiness There will be a lot of parties With joy and happiness We're going to eat
We three kings of Orient are Bearing gifts we traverse afar Field and fountain, moor and mountain Following yonder star Born a king on Bethlehems' plain