Life is full of joyful songs
The wood crackles in the fire
The table is already set
Everything is ready for my friends
And I wait for the time when they go come
Listening to all my memories
Oh when I hear Christmas singing
I like to see my childhood joys again
The sparkling fir tree, the silver snow
Christmas, my beautiful white Christmas
Oh when I hear ringing in heaven
The hour when the good old man goes down
I see your clear eyes again, mom
And I think of other white Christmases
Oh when I hear ringing in heaven
The hour when the good old man goes down
I see your clear eyes again, mom
And I think of others White Christmases