Santa Lucia, Thy light is glowing,
Through darkest winter night, Comfort be stowing,
Dreams float on wings of night, Come then the morning light,
Santa Lucia, Santa Lucia, Santa Lucia
On Santa Lucia Day in December, my mom and I would wake up early to bring my brothers breakfast in bed, dressed in white with a light-up garland crown and singing all they way. Can't wait to pass on the tradition with my daughter!