| Once in a town in the black forest a little white toy-shop stood. | |
| And the little tin soldier with only one leg lived in a castle of wood. | |
| And across the room on another shelf stood a little glass case, | |
| And a tiny ballerina lived in there all in her dress of lace. | |
| And from where the little tin soldier stood they could see each other so clear | |
| And the little tin soldier watched over her with a love that was so dear. | |
| Then one day sadness came: the tiny ballerina was sold. | |
| The little tin soldier was thrown away and into the gutter he rolled. | |
| The water carried him to the sea and many far-off lands. | |
| He made many children happy as he passed through their tiny hands. | |
| And then one day they met again in a house in the land of Eire | |
| And when the clocks on the wall struck the midnight hour | |
| They jumped into a fire | |
| And in that fire they shall stay | |
| Forever in the day. | |
| For the fire, Lord, is the fire of love, | |
| Just like the peaceful dove. |