Our little Christmas
Today, with the dawn, there was a river of happiness in our little house.
The Christmas tree shines at the top of the house,
Serase, the sweet mother, told the little one to go.
"Really this year? Father Christmas came to me," said the elder brother.
Mother brought tea in the kitchen,
Father sits in the well in the middle of the house and looks up at the field.
"This is our little Christmas treasure," he said
The light was attached to the serum from day one.
Little Our Christmas -
Whether a millionaire or a loner,
Serama took a breath one day,
Sandali forgets the death of a happy life.