The Song of Ded Moroz / Grandfather Frost

Ded Moroz

Oh what a wonder, oh what confusion / Grandfather Frost has got his call / Fill up the troika with ammunition / Against the ice and cold nightfall

Troika or sleigh are we taking? / We need them both that’s what I think / Enough room we must be making /For all the lovely food and drink

Early, so very early / We start for tundra and freezing cold / Long and so winding is our journey / But our process is very bold / More than a week we have been spending

To arrive from east to west / And if we have not been mistaking / At last the dogs can have a rest

When we arrived at Ear Mountain / Was this the place we had to reach? / I did remember the beginning / This destination was for each

Of us who wanted to be hugging  / Father Christmas in our turn / And these hugs were so embracing / Indeed our old friend did them earn

Composed by Jukka Valtonen
English words by Kirsi Preston

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