Father Frost

Пісня вчителя англійської мови Тетяни Костікової, м. Київ

Father Frost
Is at his post,
And he flies,
And he flies
Many miles, many miles.
On the plane,
Sun or rain,
From the North, from the North;
With a sack
On his back,
Flying forth, flying forth.
Presents to girls,
Presents to boys –
Candies and cakes, pencils and toys.
Lights everywhere,
Smiles anywhere,
Dreams become true,
All you can do!