Lyrics:
Blues Santa

anca st' estaa l'e rua 'l prufessuur che cifula e che ciama'l so cann partii tri ann fa' per un sass che hann lanciaa e l'e gnama riturnaa E Santa

Translation: Lightnin' Hopkins. Santa Fe Blues.

st' estaa l'e rua 'l prufessuur che cifula e che ciama'l so cann partii tri ann fa' per un sass che hann lanciaa e l'e gnama riturnaa E Santa Rosa

Translation: Santa Clause 2 soundtrack. Blue Holiday.

with your christmas of white But i'll have a blue, blue christmas. I'll have a blue, without you, blue christmas. Well, i'll have a blue, blue christmas

don?t make the world go round like they used to But I know if I got one thing Baby I know got you Yeah, you keep me sheltered through the six o?clock blues

'll just be friends freeing myself somehow gonna make rainbows over my blues bright and brilliant it may be at the end is my destiny is it a pot of golden love or just the blues

Yeah I stand and watch The windows raise The flowers cut I'm still looking Holy love Holy love, yeah Stocking tops The coffee cups When all milk comes

Sailing along the river of time Adrift on dreams through midnight chimes Positively frozen, crystal waterfalls The mountain of hope is there to be climbed