Beneath the tree, the dark roots shove
With star and sun and fire above
The golden sparks of its machinery
Flash and shine within the greenery
O tannenbaum, O tannenbaum
O glorious green fuse
Our food and shelter, seed and juice
Our mistress and our muse
We mark its branches with a wreath
With blood-red berries underneath
And there's the plant entwined like lace
That tells us when we may embrace
O tannenbaum O tannenbaum
Remain forever green
A beacon in our darkest days
Our begetter and our queen
And the great Father in his boots
Pulls it up right by the roots
He sets the mighty log alight
Which burns for twelve days and twelve nights
O tannenbaum O tannenbaum
Spirit of woods and earth
As you're consumed with fire
We view our own rebirth
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