Calurosa Navidad

Sweaty Christmas, the sun is up burning our streets,
Sweaty Christmas, sweat is soaking our suits.
It never snows here, no white nights,
no snowball fights but water bombs,
water bombs, water bombs, aaaahh...

I go to the pool because today is Christmas,
for dessert we have watermelon because today we celebrate Christmas,
my grandma is in the tub because today is Christmas,
I splash the neighbor because today we party for Christmas.

Fried ducks fall as we pass by,
the heat is so intense
when it's Christmas.

What a horror, heat, what a horror.

I make a bonfire that I can't control,
then in the newspapers I read about a forest fire,
I wear t-shirts, I don't care about the humidity,
I'm melting in honor of the holy truth.

I walk around in my underwear shamelessly,
escaping from the heat
that prevails at Christmas.

Mom, dad, forgive me, oh God...

Ho, ho, ho, ho, ho...