Roma di Luna - Jolly Old St. Nicholas Lyrics
Jolly old Saint Nicholas, lean your ear this wayDon't you tell a single soul what I'm going to sayChristmas Eve is coming soon; now my dear old manWhisper what you'll bring to me; tell me if you canWhen the clock is striking twelve, when I'm fast asleepDown the chimney, broad and black,with your pack you'll creepAll the stockings you will find hanging in a rowMine will be the shortest one, you'll be sure to knowBobby wants a pair of skates, Suzy wants a sledNellie wants a picture book, yellow, blue, and redNow I think I'll leave to you what to give the restChoose for me, dear Santa Claus; you will know the best