It turns blue the night, the stars blinking
Schneeflöcklein softly falling down.
accumulates on Edeltännleins green tops
a little white tip.
And there, from the window, breaks the
Tunkl Tann a warm light.
kneeling in the forest home with candlelight
the forester in the men's room.
has In this wonderful night
the Forester killed.
He was with the home care
very long time through. Drum
she agreed with it: On
Niklas evening, it must be.
went and when the fawn to rest
the hare her eyes, she
killed - directly from the front - the husband of
horizon 'and grain.
Wake to bang turns up only the hare
two, three, four times the trial
nose and rests on sweet in the dark
Meanwhile, the stars twinkle confidential.
And in the living room inside,
hence there is blood from the forester.
Now the forester must hasten to
cutting up her husband clean.
She quickly added him to the bone broken
after Waid custom.
full care she puts member to member,
which avoided the husband before,
will retain a portion of filet
as a fixed daily roasts
and grabs it - it goes to four -
the radicals in gift paper.
There's drowned out by far as silver bells,
in the village you can hear barking dogs.
Who is it that in this late night
in the snow still makes his rounds?
Knecht Ruprecht comes with golden carriage
rode up on a deer.
"Hey, lady, you still have things
poor people give pleasure?"
The forester's house is covered in snow,
but his wife is already ready:
"The six packages, holy man,
's is all I can give. "
The silver bells ring softly
Bogeyman goes on a journey.
In Försterhaus the candle burns,
flashes a little star - it's Advent!
(Author: Loriot)
I laughed out loud about this poem! :-)
Greetings from Pudlich :-)
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