The lights are burning on the Christmas tree
How he shines festively, sweet and mild,
Like he spoke: Want to see in me
Faithful hope silent picture.
The kids are standing there with shiny looks
The eye laughs, the heart it laughs
O happy, blissful delight!
The old people are looking heavenward.
Two angels have come in,
No eye has seen them come,
They go to the Christmas table and pray,
And turn back and go:
"To good people who love each other,
Does the Lord send us out as messengers,
And have you remained faithful and pious,
We will come back to this house! "-
The lights are burning on the Christmas tree