A Este Lado del Cristal

Peeking out the window I see the deserted square
Only the bored wind moves some dry leaves
There are no songs, light, or children, just any night
Who are we trying to fool? It doesn't even seem like Christmas Eve

I look at the sky and angrily demand an explanation
But all my words turn into vapor
I'm cold and feel angry, I slam the window shut
And that's when I see your reflected gaze

And suddenly, how silly, I understand
On this side of the glass is everything I want
Yes, we can hug, the rest can wait
Isn't it a good reason to celebrate?

Then I dry my eyes
And sit next to you on our couch
I lean slowly on your shoulder
And I hear myself say out loud Merry Christmas!