Gifts are waiting for you under the Christmas tree
Among the mountains and ice in the fog I'm looking for you
In the middle of the sea you will see a pier and a lighthouse
The Gulf of Thailand on the island if you get there it's very cool
The sea the beach the sand the shells are not toys for you
How I want to unlearn now where there will be only me you and the sea
Looking at the picture you inhale the aroma of frosty fog