La Navidad De Luis

Here, Luis, tomorrow's Christmas.
A sweet bread and a little wine,
because you can't buy any.

Here, Luis, take it home
and you can celebrate
Christmas with your dad.

Tomorrow, don’t come to work,
because the town will be partying
and there won’t be any sadness...

Ma'am, thanks for what you give me,
but I can’t take this
because my life isn’t about Christmas.

Ma'am, do you think my poverty
will end with eating bread
on Christmas Day?

My dad will give me something better,
he’ll tell me that Jesus is like me,
and then I can keep going...

Living, living,
living, living,
living, living,
living, living.