• The True Spirit of Christmas,
    To a priest it may seem,
    Is a morning of prayer,
    And an evening of hymms.

    The way to spend Christmas,
    Is feasting and drink,
    According to Emperors
    That never stop and think.

    To normal town people,
    Christmas is plain,
    When wallets are burnt,
    And turkeys are slain.

    There's only one thing,
    That all children want,
    A great big present,
    and another next month.

    A Christmas for me,
    Is very very simple,
    To get a mistletoe kiss,
    And a very red dimple.


    To Christian believers,
    Christmas is hope,
    Hope for all beings,
    Be it peasant or Pope.

    The Spirit of Christmas,
    dwells in all beings,
    it consists of caroling with
    warm holiday greetings,