A este lado del cristal [English translation]

Looking over through the window, I see the empty plaza.

Only the wind, who is bored, moves some dry leaves.

There are no songs, lights nor children; it's just like any night.

Who are we trying to fool if this doesn't even seem like Christmas Eve?

I look at the sky and, annoyed, I demand an explanation

but all my words turn into vapour.

I'm cold, I feel anger and I slam the window shut,

and that's when I see your reflected eyes.

And suddenly, what a fool, I understand it,

on this side of the glass is everything I want.

If we can embrace each other, the rest can wait.

Isn't that a good reason to celebrate?

And then I dry my eyes

and I sit next to you on our sofa.

I slowly lean my head on your shoulder

and I hear myself telling you out loud, 'Merry Christmas'.