Every year under the Christmas tree
The longed-for reinforcement arrives.
Germany's children's rooms are upgrading,
To be the toyland superpower.
War in Toyland,
Allow fire for the red baron.
Every day it starts all over again:
Kamikaze to death.
Rockets drop plastic bombs,
Tanks that even breathe fire,
Millions of soldiers packed at the counter,
It should be from the heart.
War in Toyland,
Allow fire for the red baron.
Every day it starts all over again:
Kamikaze to death.
If the carpet offensive is lost,
The tears of disappointment are huge.
Grandpa is happy when the child understands so quickly,
It works in life too often like that.
War in Toyland,
Fire for the red baron.
Every day it starts all over again:
Kamikaze to death.

SUBMIT CORRECTIONS