Last Christmas, I gave you my heart
But the very next day, you gave it away
This year, to save me from tears
I'll give it to someone special
Last Christmas
I gave you my heart
But by the next day
You threw it away, so painful
This year it's clear, to save my tears
Someone else is getting my heart
Last Christmas
Ice cold weather
I wander through the streets
Tinsel in the hair
Tears in the eyes
A stomach ache from the Christmas goose
And Christmas splendour gleams from all the windows
But I don't really feel like celebrating
Because I've lost everything
Everything beautiful and good
I still can't believe what you did
I could have almost missed the bauble!
Last Christmas
I gave you my heart
But by the next day
You threw it away, so painful
This year it's clear, to save my tears
Someone else is getting my heart
Last Christmas
I break into my piggy bank1
I travel into town
Think, this can't be true
I wanted so much to give you something completely different
Hey, but with these prices it's out of the question
I admit, you always kindle the fire of love inside me
But perfume from Chanel is simply too expensive for me
I want to give you love
But that's not possible
I hope I can think of something else
Last Christmas
I gave you my heart
But by the next day
You threw it away, so painful
This year it's clear, to save my tears
Someone else is getting my heart
At the Christmas market
I see a stand with colourful candles
And another stand with colourful gingerbread hearts
They look so funny
And are also dirt cheap
I go to the saleswoman and say "Hey, I want this one!"
Written on it is "You sweet mouse"
And I gave it to you
But the way how you reacted
I found it out of order
When I think about it today
I cry into my pillow
Because you simply threw it into the bin
Last Christmas
I gave you my heart
But by the next day
You threw it away, so painful
This year it's clear, to save my tears
Someone else is getting my heart
I gave you my heart
Yes, it's clear to me
That unfortunately it was just a heart of gingerbread
I gave you my heart
But in the end
You didn't like it at all
Last Christmas
I gave you my heart
But by the next day
You threw it away, so painful
This year it's clear, to save my tears
Someone else is getting my heart
1. Idiomatic. This literally translates as "I slaughter my piggy bank"