Para Niños Como Yo

I still remember the gifts under the tree
Waiting to be opened

The smiles on the kids looking for their names on the boxes
And their parents, celebrating

And I cried from my soul
Hungry and barefoot, I looked out the window
And asked the sky
If one day Christmas will be celebrated
For kids like me

Even today I feel the cold that the memory brings
With the wind (with the wind)
Of Christmas

Envying the smiles of those who have plenty
What others (what others)
Lack today

And I cried from my soul
Hungry and barefoot, I looked out the window
And asked the sky
If one day Christmas will be celebrated
For kids like me

One day there will be Christmas

I know there will be Christmas for kids like me

For kids like me