Everything has its price
We have no money shortage
Come here,
Here it's always Yule
and the children sing
Release us from the bad,
free us from Yule's habit
The habit to force human children at Yule,
into hiding under the the spruce
into hiding under the the spruce
Everything has its price
We have no toy shortage
Leave us in peace
Hey, adult, do you remember where you lost the game
Where you lost
Release us from the bad,
free us from Yule's habit
The habit to force human children at Yule,
into hiding under the the spruce (x4)