It’s a beautiful Christmas night

Snow spreads its white coat

And eyes lift toward the sky

On their knees, small children

Before closing their eyes

Say a last prayer.

Little Santa Claus

When you come down from the sky

With thousands of toys

Don’t forget my little stocking.

But before you leave

You should dress well

Outside you will be so cold

And it’s kind of my fault.

The sandman has passed

The children are going to sleep

And you will be able to begin,

With your sack on your back,

To the sound of church bells,

Your distribution of surprises.

Little Santa Claus

When you come down from the sky

With thousands of toys

Don’t forget my little stocking.

But before you leave

You should dress well

Outside you will be so cold

And it’s kind of my fault.

I can’t wait for sunrise

To see if you brought me

All the lovely toys that I see in my dreams

And that I ordered from you.

Little Santa Claus

When you come down from the sky

With thousands of toys

Don’t forget my little stocking.

But before you leave

You should dress well

Outside you will be so cold

And it’s kind of my fault.

And when you are on your beautiful cloud

Come first to our house

I wasn’t always very good

But I ask for your forgiveness.

Little Santa Claus

When you come down from the sky

With thousands of toys

Don’t forget my little stocking.

But before you leave

You should dress well

Outside you will be so cold

And it’s kind of my fault.