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...