In the far distant country happiness, Where there is nothing wrong and gruesome. Where everyone lives in peace and accordance, Where each with each one.
Boy lived alone, but he was differ, He was the richest and most sheen. All he despised and mocked all over. And the thought that no one better than him.
And the miracle is not believed, thought only of money, Believed that money decide everything in this country. But he was wrong, because this country, Called the Happiness.
During that until all the kids were playing, He believed their dollars. But one day suddenly have appearing, All spirits of Christmas.
He was scared to fatal shears, He asked them, Shakily to his -WHAT YOU NEED HERE?
They all said in unison: What did you do, Doing and will do During Christmas?
Count the money of course, What else can I do? Walk, play - it's all very tedious. Better count my loot.
But as soon as all the spirits threw his money Dragged the boy into the outdoors . And once, when he went in on the sunshine And he enjoyed himself until the noon
He said thank you to all the spirits of Christmas. Went to his house, grabbed all the money He gave money to the poor, congratulated Christmas And went merry with people.
We wish you a Merry Christmas, We wish you a Merry Christmas, We wish you a Merry Christmas, And a Happy New Year!