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Behind the glass, the snow sprinkles and sprinkles
Suddenly a noise that always moves
Maybe the neighbor's going to sell his bottles
Or maybe silver jingle bells ring on the sleigh

Come to us, come, Santa Claus
Gift, gift everyone
Come to us, come and stay with us
Because it's hard to live on ideals alone

Come to us, come, Santa Claus
With a botched harvest of materials goods
We love you, though you're associated with cold
And like the classics have a pale beard

Instead of a free market, there's free jest
But we have no lack of daily wishes
The laborer waits and the retiree waits
You must have the phone number forty and four

Come to us, come, Santa Claus
Gift, gift everyone
Come to us, come and stay with us
Because it's hard to live on ideals alone

Come to us, come, Santa Claus
With a botched harvest of materials goods
Forgive our mistakes and don't be sour
Like that Monetary Fund

Come to us, come, Santa Claus
Gift, gift everyone
Come to us, come and stay with us
Because it's hard to live on ideals alone

Come to us, come, Santa Claus
With a botched harvest of materials goods
Give us hope, when the humdrum of life crushes down
That there will be no more Grandfather Frost