When the last Kalender-sheets flattern through the Winter-streets and Decemberwind is blowing, then is everybody knowing that it is not allzuweit: she does come, the Weihnachtszeit.
All the Menschen, Leute, people flippen out of ihrem Stuebel run to Kaufhof, Aldi, Mess make Konsum and business. Kaufen this and jenes Dings and the churchturmglocke rings!
Manche holen sich a Taennchen. When this brennt, they cry: 'Attention!' Rufen for the Feuerwehr: 'Please come quick and rescue here!' Goes the Taennchen up in Rauch they are standing on the Schlauch.
In the kitchen of the house mother makes the Christmasschmaus. She is working, schufting, bakes, hit is now her Yoghurtkeks. And the Opa says as tester: 'We are killed bis zu Sylvester.' Then he filles the last Glas Wein, yes, this is the Christmastime.
Day by day does so vergang, and the holy night does come. You can think, you can remember, this is immer in December.
Then the childrenlein are coming candle-wachs is abwaerts running Bing of Crosby Christmas sings while the Towerglocke rings and the angles look so fine Weil, this is the Weihnachtstime.
Baby-eyes are big and rund, the family feels kerngesund, when unterm Baum is hocking ? realy nothing can them shocking. They are happy, are so fine, this happens in Christmastime.
The animals all in the house, the Hund, the Katz, the bird, the mouse, are turning round the Weihnachtstree enjoy the day as ever nie, weil they find Kittekat and Chappi in the Geschenkkarton von Pappi. The family begins to sing and wieder does a Gloeckchen ring.
Zum Song vom gruenen Tannenbaum die Traenen rennen down and down - bis the mother ploetzlich flennt: 'Die Gans im Ofen ist verbrennt!' because her nose is very fine wie jedes Jahr zur Christmastime.