Cat Noir:
Santa, you're a winner
We stand down and surrender
We fear you have defeated us
So we give you our Miraculous
But beforehand,
Here is a gift for you
'Cause on Christmas,
Even you have a right to that, too
Santa Claws (speaking):
A present? For me?
Hawk Moth (speaking):
Don't listen to him! It has to be a trap!
Cat Noir:
Rebel with a cause,
You give us so much fright
We all have the right to a present
On Christmas night