Barcarola (You Must Be A Christmas Tree)

Oh, no one else is happily

Recklessly asking for more than

What they may need

I can't say what I need

Oh, temper what you say if you've

Nothing nice to say

So my grandmother says to me

With her heart on her sleeve

So, sadly I left the door

Open and I let the dog out in the snow

Oh where did she go?

Oh, father friend, will you punish me, punish me

With a look of contempt, with a look of contempt

I can recall

Oh, I know you did right by me, right by me

Wagging your hands when you found me

With a bag of your things

Please, please don't be a stranger here

A stranger who takes from the world

Who takes from the world

You, you must be a Christmas tree, a Christmas tree

You light up the room, oh, you light up the room

Oh you light up the room

So, suddenly you kiss me

You tickled me in front of your mother

Who looked away

With her hands on her face

Don't run away my friend

You won't be back again

You said you needed me

But I know that you needed yourself to be cleaned of me

Don't run away my friend

You won't be back again

You said you needed me

But I know that you needed yourself to be cleaned of me

Don't run away my friend

You won't be back again

You ran your hands through my hair in the snow

Where the frost of it blows with the terrible ghost

Don't run away my friend

You won't be back again

You said you needed me

But I know...