The best time of the year;
I count the days with my fingers and thumb-
The weeks that must pass before Santa Claus arrives.
When the first snowflake began to fall,
The wind is whistling, the branches are brown,
I don't mind the cold, although my fingers are numb,
Because it brings the arrival of Santa Claus closer.
When Santa Claus comes, the happy time is coming.
I hope it is now, the happiest moment of the year;
Count the days with your fingers and toes-
How long before Santa Claus comes?
When the snow began to fall and the wind roared,
The branches are getting darker and darker, and I don't care about the cool smell.
Even if your fingers are numb with cold, it means Santa Claus is coming.