*Slowly walking in and through the thread, singing*
Night's heavy footprints lieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee
'Round farm and tooooooooooooooooooil
Spiriiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiits shall haunt the wooooooorld
Shaaaaaaaaadows on sooooooooooil
Iiiiiiin oooooooour dark house at niiiiiiiiiiiight
Riiiiiiiisiiiiiiing with candles briiiiiiiiiiiiiight
Santa Lucia, Santa Luciiiiiiiiiia.
Night's full of black and glooooooooooooom
Now hear her swiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiing
Through aaaaaaaaaall our darkened rooooooooooooooooooms
Oooooon heeeeeeer sweeeeeeeeeet wiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiings
Aaaaaat ooooooour dooooooor clad in whiiiiiiiiiite
Weeeeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaariiiiiiiing a crown of liiiiiiiiiiiight
Santa Lucia, Santa Luciiiiiiiiiiiia.
Daaaaaaaarkneeeeeeess would fain out fleeeeeeeeeee
From valleys deeeeeeeeeeeeeeep
Marvelous words to uuuuuuuuuuuuuus
Weeeeeeeee heeeeeeeear heeeeeeeer speeeeeeeeaaaaaaak
Neeeeeeeeew daaaaaaaaay again shall riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiise
Cooooooooming wiiiiiiiiiith rosy skieeeeeeeeeeees
Saaaaaaaantaaaaaaa Luciiiiiiiiiaaaaaaa, Saaaaaaaantaaaaaaaa Luciiiiiiiia.
*Walks out again*