White Nights

You know how much I love you

I give you all my life

No one may take my life from me

I lay my life down

The point is on this plane

Take the potion like we used to take an ocean breeze

No, there's no plane, there's no plane

We can't catch the plane in time

I simply put my lot with you

And that plane will come out of the air

There's no way you can fly

I will take your call, I'm part of you

Santa Clause is checking his list

Going over it twice

Seeing who is naughty and who is nice

The sins of man, the sins of man

We win, we win when we go down

Born out of season

In due time, we give them our dead children

Our children, our children are sublime

It's so simple, no convulsions

It's so simple, you don't know what you've done

You don't know what you've done

Santa Clause is checking his list

Going over it twice

Seeing who is naughty and who is nice

The night brings the moon, it's much more difficult

That's nothing, like stepping on another plane

You have to step across

This world, this world, it's not our home

Stepping over to another plane

The next plane, free at last

Santa Clause is checking his list

Going over it twice

Seeing who is naughty and who is nice

Na, na, na, na, na, na

Na, na, na, na, na

Na, na, na

Na, na, na, na, na, na

Santa Clause is checking his list

Going over it twice

Seeing who is naughty and who is nice