Ozean

When the last Kalender-sheets

flattern through the winterstreets

an Dezemberwind is blowing,

then is evrybody knowing

that it is not allzuweit:

she does come – the Weihnachtszeit.



All the Menschen, Leute, people

flippen out of ihr warm Stüble,

run to Kaufhof, Aldi, Mess,

make Konsum and business.

Kaufen this und jene things

and 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 of in Rauch,

they are standing on the Schlauch.



In the kitchen of the house

mother makes the Christmasschmaus.

She is working, schufts an 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 christmastime!



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 abwärts 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 family 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 Christmastime!



The animals all in the house,

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

are turning round the Weihnachtsstress,

enjoy this day as never nie,

well they find Kittekat and Chappi

in the Geschenkkarton von Pappi.



The family 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 christmas-Gans im Ofen brennt!“

Her nose indeed is very fine.

End of the Weihnachtstime.





In diesem sense, have a nice Christmas!