Christmastime

© Thinkabout / PIXELIO

When the last Kalendersheets flattern through the winter streets, and Dezemberwind is blowing, then ist everybody knowing, that it is not allzuweit: she does come - the Weihnachtszeit.

All the Menschen, Leute, people flippenout of their warm Stüble, run to Kaufhof, Aldi, Mess, make Konsum and business. Kaufen this und jene Dings and the Churchturmglocke rings.

Manche holen sich a Tännchen, when this brennt, they cry "Attention". Rufen for the Feuerwehr: "Please come quick zum Löschen her!" Goes the Tännchen auf 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 Joghurtkeks.

And the Opa says as 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 im Dezember.

Then the childrenlein are coming Chandlewachs is abwärts running.

Bing Crosby of Christmas sings while the Towerglocke rings

and the angels look so fine - weil this is the Weihnachtstime.

Baby - eyes are big and rund, the familiy feels kerngesund

when unterm Weihnachtsbaum they're hocking then nothing is them ever shocking.

They are so happy, are so fine - this happens in the Christmastime!

The animals all in the house, the Hund, the Katze, the bird, the mouse, enjoy this day as never guess, well they find Kitekat and Chappi in the Geschenkkarton von Papi.

The familiy begins to sing and wieder does a Glöckchen ring.

Zum song vom grünen Tannenbaum the Tränen rinnen down and down.

Bis our mother plötzlich flennt: "The Christmasgans im Ofen brennt!"

Her nose indeed is very fine - Ende of the Weihnachtstime.