jultomten är faktiskt död [English translation]

At first the manager holds a speech and tell the employees:

"Due to our great generosity, you get to celebrate Christmas here in this room.

So eat and drink and consume, as long as your legs carry you."

Cognac for father, liquor for mother, soon dissolving every inhibition

One turn on the lights in the tree and sparklers, it creates a beautiful atmosphere

Fireworks, hurrah! And Santa is drunk and happy.

And the children dance around the tree and ejaculates Christmas carols

"Små grodor är lustiga att se" is sung at least a hundred times

And the fox is healthy and swift, and father is drinking coffee-cocktails

The Lucia with her angel hair, have looked to deep into the glass

She's flirting wildly with the manager who's paying for the celebration,

He'd like to find some comfort in her round bosom

And Santa lose his nice beard and can't find it again

All children laughs loudly then, except Lil' Lasse who's crying

Like only Lasse can, because he believes in Santa

The Lucia whispers to the manager that "If you want, you can have me.

But be patient, for a little while, so I don't have to wear the crown.

Just wait one short minute, until the lights have burned down."

When the party is over one goes into town and blow in papertrumpets

and Christmas peace is covering the clime, as it's so prettily called

And Santa is drunk as an ass, it was a real party.

- Next year he'll be here again, the children says, and we'll get presents

But if they think that, they're wrong, because yesterday he was lowered into his grave

Pour some more beer and mead, Santa is actually dead!

Merry Christmas!