[bad word] but once a year
Or so the saying goes
We see the loved ones, shed a tear
And watch the Christmas shows
But as the snow keeps falling
The flakes turn into rain
And all the Christmas fir trees
Won’t turn green again

So look up to the winter sky
And see the stary glow
The angel’s gone you’ll only find
Her footsteps in the snow

We watch our children’s faces
Reflect the fire’s light
Forget the far off places
Where children have to fight
Our babies get a teddie
From good old Santa Claus
While other kids get ready
To fight in grown up wars

So look up to the winter sky...

We always stuff our bellies
And eat until we’re sick
And what we watch on telly is
Another propaganda trick

So look to the wintersky...