In our Christmas tree,
There are lots of gifts underneath.
If I count one to three,
I can hear the winter bells.
There will be exchanging gifts,
Gotta prepare my Christmas stockings,
Singing some songs, oh Holy night.
If I can have a wish from Santa,
It would be under a mistletoe with you.
If I count one to three,
I can hear the winter bells.

Time is golden
and you're my chosen

Time is silver
and you're my lover