Nostalgia Decembrina

Today, December 24
And I'm so far from Maracaibo
The guys
Must be playing some cards
How's the old lady
Dad, how are things around the house
And here I am, reminiscing

On Christmas Eve
And I should be happy
And you see that's not the case
Because I'm not at home
I can't stop thinking
About my parents and siblings
And I feel so distant
That I wish to go back

And I hear a Zulian gaita
In the distance of the night
And it spreads in an outburst
That fills my heart
I meet another Maracucho
And we start the party

And I hear a Zulian gaita
In the distance of the night
And it spreads like an outburst
That fills my heart
I meet another Maracucho
And we start the party
(And we start)
The party
(And we start)
The party

We start singing
Remembering Maracaibo
And it's like I bring to my mind
Gaitas from the Monumental
We're imagining
The family gathering
That's why we're singing
Filled with great emotion

And I hear a Zulian gaita
In the distance of the night
And it spreads like an outburst
That fills my heart
I meet another Maracucho
And we start the party

And I hear a Zulian gaita
In the distance of the night
And it spreads like an outburst
That fills my heart
I meet another Maracucho
And we start the party
(And we start)
The party
(And we start)
The party

I wait impatiently
For a call from my loved ones
And that merciless phone
Shows no mercy to me
Suddenly I hear it ring
Hello, I say waiting
My mom says crying
"Son, Merry Christmas"

And I hear a Zulian gaita
In the distance of the night
And it spreads like an outburst
That fills my heart
I meet another Maracucho
And we start the party

And I hear a Zulian gaita
In the distance of the night
And it spreads like an outburst
That fills my heart
I meet another Maracucho
And we start the party
(And we start)
The party
(And we start)
The party