When everyone is queuing in stores again
So then you have time
An invite won't come this year either
A too different one just won't fit in
A neighbor is hiding Santa Claus' knapsack
On the bottom a bear longs to home
Others are waiting for food or God
You play guitar, only talentless train
Hey, come to our place for Christmas
So we'll decorate a plastic Christmas tree
Hunt for almonds1
Hey, come to our place for Christmas
You don't have to stay alone anymore
Let's be a family for a moment
Come to our place for Christmas
Probably they will care once
And all know inside their hearts
Your empty chair can't be filled
With Christmas carols, angel candles
Hey, come to our place for Christmas
So we'll decorate a plastic Christmas tree
Hunt for almonds
Hey, come to our place for Christmas
You don't have to stay alone anymore
Let's be a family for a moment
Come to our place for Christmas
1. It's a tradition to hide an almond for a Finnish Christmas rice porridge, so whoever gets the almond on his plate will be lucky for the next year