Bozic je

I remember like I'm watching
Grandma takes me to church
People are kissing beside me
And shouting Christ is born

Chorus:
It's Christmas, it's Christmas
Firecrackers are popping
And Grandma's making the bread
But I'm not there

Old man carries the yule log
I can still see that picture
Frost is glistening in his hair
The bell ringer at the church

Chorus:

My little fingers are trembling
Grandma takes me to church
Come on, son, cross yourself
And say Christ is born