From the outside, from the forest I come,
I must say to you, Christmas is very much in evidence
And everywhere on pine tree tops
I saw little golden lights
And up at the gate of heaven
The Christ child looked out with big eyes
And as I roamed through dark pine forest
He called to me in a clear voice
Servant Rupert, my old friend
Move your legs and hurry up
The candles are now burning
The gate of heaven is open
The old and the young should now
Take a rest from the chase of life
And tomorrow I'll fly down to earth
For it will be Christmas again
I said "Oh dear Lord Jesus,
My journey is near its end
I have only this city left to visit
Where there are some really good children"
"Do you have the sack with you?"
I said "The sack is here
For apples, nuts and almonds
Pious children like to eat"
"Do you also have the rod?"
I said "The rod is here,
But only for children that are wicked,
It will strike them where it should"
The Christ child said "That is right,
So go with god my faithful servant."
The candles are now burning
The gate of heaven is open
The old and the young should now
Take a rest from the chase of life
The candles are now burning
The gate of heaven is open
The old and the young should now
Take a rest from the chase of life
From the outside, from the forest I come,
I must say to you, Christmas is very much in evidence
So tell me whom do I find inside
Is it a good child or a wicked child?