Christmas

Christmas

When the last Kalender-sheets

flattern trough the winterstreets

and Dezemberwind is blowing,

then ist everybody knowing

that it is not mehr allzuweit:

she does come - the Weihnachtszeit.

All the Menschen, Leute, people flippen out of

ihr warm Stueble, run to Kaufhof,

Aldi, Mess,

make Konsum and business.

Kaufen this und jene things

and the Churchturmglocke rings.

Manche holen sich a Taennchen,

when this brennt, they cry "Attention".

Rufen for the Feuerwehr:

"Please come quick to loeschen her!"

Goes the Taennchen of in Rauch,

they are standing on the Schlauch.

In the kitchen of the house

mother makes the Christmasschmaus.

She is working, schufts and bakes,

the hit is now her Yoghurtkeks.

And the Opa says als Tester:

"We are killed bis to Silvester".

Then he fills the last Glas wine -

yes, this is the christmas time!

Day by day does so vergang,

and the Holy night does come.

You can think, you can remember,

this is immer in Dezember.

Then the childrenlein are coming

candle-Wachs is abwaerts running.

Bing of Crosby Christmas sings

while the Towerglocke rings

and the angels look so fine -

well this is the Weihnachtstime.

Baby-eyes are big and rund,

the familiy feels kerngesund

when unterm Weihnachtsbaum they're hocking

then nothing can them ever shocking.

They are so happy, are so fine -

this happens in the Chistmastime!

The animals all in the house,

the Hund, the Katz, the bird, the mouse,

are turning round the Weihnachtsstress,

enjoy this day as never less,

well, they find Kittekat and Chappi

in the Geschenkkarton von Pappi.

The familiy begins to sing

and wieder does a Gloeckchen ring.

Zum Song vom grünen Tannenbaum

the Tränen rennen down and down.

Bis our mother ploetzlich flennt:

"The christmas-Gans im Ofen brennt!"

Her nose indeed is very fine.

End of the Weihnachtstime.