In the shadow of the spire
chestnuts burning on
an open fire,

The Carol.

church bells ring
no one is listening
old grannies cry
it's a christening
the boy will be King,
it doesn't mean anything
chestnuts burning on an
open fire.

This time of year when we are friendly
full of turkey meat and cheap French brandy
the music goes on even though
Santa's gone
chestnuts burning on an
open fire.

I cashed in my hard-earned youth
On you.
I'm emotionally bankrupt,
Overdrawn on account of you.
There are insufficient funds in the vault
For future investments.
Besides, you have the combination;
So, I wait for a safe *******
With the velvet touch.

I found so much inspiration
on your happy smiling face
with lovely eyes
I reached the high on the sky
Without any difficult race
For your affections!

I felt my heart in your words
like nature gets in the morning
With the chirping birds
I got a new light of dreams
In your work my sweet darling
As like the moonbeams

You're so kind, so kind to me
That's why I want to be
a poet like you.
You have a great heart
With a decent soul
Darling, I love you!