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

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

And suddenly, how foolish, I understand
On this side of the glass is everything I want
If we can hug, everything else can wait
Isn't that a good enough reason to celebrate?

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

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