When the last Kalender-sheets
flattern trough the Winterstreets
and Dezemberwind is blowing,
then ist everybody knowing
that it is not allzuweit:
she does come - the Weihnachtszeit!

All the parents, children, people
go to city from their Stüble,
run to Kaufhof, Aldi, WalMart, Mess,
make Konsum and business,
kaufen this und jene things
bis the Churchturmglocke rings.

Manche holen sich a Tännchen,
when this brennt, they cry Attention.
Rufen for the Feuerwehr:
Please come quick to löschen her!
Goes the Tännchen off in Rauch,
they are standing on the Schlauch.

In the kitchen of the house
mother cooks the Christmasschmaus.
She is working, schufts and bakes
every year her Weihnachts cakes.
And the Opa says as Tester:
We are killed before Silvester
Then he fills the last glas wine.
(not only in the Christmas time)

Day by day does so vergang,
and the Holy night does come.
You can think, you can remember,
same procedure each December.

Then the childrenlein are coming
candle-Wachs is abwärts running.
And the angels look so fine
well this is halt 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,
only in the Christmastime!