paroles de chanson The Christmas Song - Cliff Richard

Chestnuts roasting on a open fire,
Jack Frost nipping at your nose.
Yuletide carols being sung by a choir,
And folks dressed like Eskimos.
Everybody knows a turkey and some misletoe,
Help to make the season bright.
Tiny tots with their eyes all aglow,
Will find it hard to sleep tonight.
They know that Santa′s on his way,
He's loaded lots of toys and goodies on his sleigh,
And every mother′s child is gonna spy,
To see if reindeer really know how to fly.
And so, I'm offering this simple phrase,
To kids from one to ninety two.
Altho's it′s been said many times many ways,
Merry Christmas to you.
They know that Santa′s on his way,
He's loaded lots of toys and goodies on his sleigh,
And every mother′s child is gonna spy,
To see if reindeer really know how to fly.
And so, I'm offering this simple phrase,
To kids from one to ninety two.
Altho′s it's been said many times many ways,
Merry Christmas to you.