I was woken up early this morning, in truth
There was a noise upon my roof.
A start, a scrape, a jingle, a clup
What the heck is that? I must get up.
I ran outside and there I spied,
Such a wondrous sight. Yippee! I cried.
Santa's little helpers, express delivery service.
Yes! I've been good, my prezzie, I deserve it.
A cheery wave and they depart
I've got my gift clutched to my heart.
So, there it sits in my front room
Lifting all winter gloom.
Tempting me. Can I resist?
Then on Christmas Day, what bliss.
My Santus Arcanus thank you so
But who are you? I'd love to know.
All the meantime our try to guess
Santus Arcanus you are the best.