Christmas Eve on the countryside
The whole family would get together
Pigs were roasting, bottles of wine
The party's merrymaking
Christmas Eve on the countryside
Tirelessly writing love letters
Into the woods, tired and broken
We are all so fragile
Christmas Eve on the countryside
Fall like soft raindrops
I waited for years, in vain to know
Like the folks on Hitler's burial
Christmas Eve on the countryside
You could always make love again
The cracks in the mirror, I've loved those rooms
It was the best time of my life
Christmas Eve on the countryside
Christmas Eve on the countryside
Christmas Eve on the countryside
Christmas Eve on the countryside
Christmas Eve on the countryside
Christmas Eve on the countryside
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