가사 좌표
EN원문 가사
번역이 아직 없습니다. 원문 가사를 표시합니다.
Wake up, it's Christmas mourn
Those loved have long since gone
The stockings are hung, but who cares?
Reserved for those no longer there
Six feet beneath me sleep
Black lights hang from the tree
Accents of dead holly
Whoa mistletoe
(It's growing cold)
I'm seeing ghost
(I'm drinking old)
Red water
Red water
Red water, chase them away
My table's been set for but seven
Just last year I dined with eleven
God damn ye, merry gentlemen
Whoa mistletoe
(It's growing cold)
I'm seeing ghosts
(I'm drinking old)
Red water
Red water
Red water chase them away



