Michael Bublé è un campione di parole romantiche e d’atmosfera e nel corso degli anni ha interpretato alcune delle canzoni, natalizie e non, più belle di sempre. Quest’anno poi ha pubblicato la raccolta Christmas, di cui vi riportiamo i testi di qualche pezzo:
Santa Claus is coming to town
You better watch out
You better not cry
Better not pout
I’m telling you why
Santa Claus is coming to town
He’s making a list,
And checking it twice;
Gonna find out Who’s naughty and nice.
Santa Claus is coming to town
He sees you when you’re sleeping
He knows when you’re awake
He knows if you’ve been bad or good
So be good for goodness sake!
O! You better watch out!
You better not cry.
Better not pout, I’m telling you why.
Santa Claus is coming to town.
Santa Claus is coming to town.
Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow
Oh, the weather outside is frightful,
But the fire is so delightful,
And since we’ve no place to go,
Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow.
It doesn’t show signs of stopping,
And I brought some corn for popping;
The lights are turned way down low,
Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow.
When we finally say good night,
How I’ll hate going out in the storm;
But if you really hold me tight,
All the way home I’ll be warm.
The fire is slowly dying,
And, my dear, we’re still good-bye-ing,
But as long as you love me so.
Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow.
Blue Christmas
I’ll have a blue Christmas without you
I’ll be so blue just thinking about you
Decorations of red on a green Christmas tree
Won’t be the same dear, if you’re not here with me
And when those blue snowflakes are falling
That’s when those blue memories start calling
You’ll be doing alright with your Christmas of white
And I’ll have a blue, blue Christmas
And when those blue snowflakes are falling
That’s when those blue memories start calling
You’ll be doing alright with your Christmas of white
And I’ll have a blue, blue Christmas
Yes, I’ll have a blue Christmas!