Zunaj prvi sneg že naletava;
tla odeva v belo, zdaj zdaj zunaj bo predstava
smeh, veselje, rajanje otroško, razigrano
otroci si med sabo šepetajo,
zdaj pa pride, pride, dedek Mraz.

Zrak napolnjen s sladkim vonjem, pite že dišijo,
v pečici peče se meso, piškoti;
o-ho-ho!
Pite, vse mamljive – tople, zdaj hladijo se na pultu
v hiši naši zdaj prijetno je toplo.

Družina zbira se za mizo, zdaj res neko slavje bo.
Vse se okrašuje, krožniki in žlice,
vse kar skriva se čez leto – zdaj je tu.

Zunaj sneg še vedno pada,
ogenj prasketa v ognjišču, greje sobo,
ko družina vsa se zbere
vsak nasmeh ogreje nam telo.


Outside, the first snow is already falling,
Blanketing the ground in a soft white covering.
Children are laughing, running and playing,
As they eagerly await the holiday's displaying.

The air is filled with a sweet, sugary scent,
From the cookies baking in the oven, heaven-sent.
Pies cooling on the counter, tempting and warm,
Filling the house with a cozy charm.

The meat is roasting, slowly turning golden brown,
The crackling sound of fat dripping, a comforting sound.
The table is set, adorned with festive cheer,
As the family gathers, their loved ones near.

There's a sense of joy, of peace and contentment,
As loved ones come together, sharing in the merriment.
The laughter is contagious, the smiles bright and wide,
As they toast to the season, to love and to pride.

Outside, the snow continues to fall,
A gentle reminder of the beauty of it all.
The fire crackles in the hearth, warming the room,
As the family gathers, dispelling any sense of gloom.

So let the celebration begin, let the music play,
For in this moment, everything is okay.
Around the table, hand in hand,
The bonds of family, forever stand.

Tomaž Jevšenak