Santa Claus Está Triste
Santa Claus está triste (triste, triste, triste)
Está triste
Qué triste
Triste, yeah (triste, yeah)
Qué triste, yeah
Santa Claus está triste
Lleva un tiempo de gorro caído
Los elfos lo ven perdido
Parece un desconocido
Está triste
Carga siempre su saco consigo
Lleno de amargos motivos
Para apearse del camino
Qué triste
Que nadie en el mundo le haya visto
Tiene crisis de nihilismo
Y ahora duda incluso él mismo si existe
No quiere ni leche ni galletas
Quiere coger las maletas para poder irse sin despedirse
Whoa, whoa
Santa Claus está triste (whoa, whoa)
Santa Claus está triste, yeah (triste, yeah)
Está triste, yeah (triste, yeah)
Está triste
Lleva un tiempo de gorro caído
Los elfos lo ven perdido
Parece un desconocido
Está triste
Carga siempre su saco consigo
Lleno de amargos motivos
Para apearse del camino, yeah
Está mal y cree que lo merece
Ahora mismo nada le apetece
Repetidas veces pasa noches sin dormir
Y eso que una noche ahí dura unos seis meses
Y aunque quiera, no puede desconectar
Piensa en visitar el parque de atracciones polar
Pero todos sus amigos son muy bajos para entrar
Y al final se monta solo y el resto va al chiqui-park
Qué pena, pero qué pena
Otra vez le toca sushi helado de cena
Nunca crece na-da
En este paraje congelado
¿Así cómo va a tener a sus renos bien alimentados?
Tiene que comprarles, pienso, en amazon
Y encima siempre se pierde el repartidor
Por no hablar de que le clavan una pasta en aduanas
Santa Claus no tiene ganas de esta situación
Triste (whoa, whoa)
Santa Claus está triste (whoa, whoa)
Santa Claus está triste, yeah (triste, yeah)
Está triste, yeah (triste, yeah)
Está triste
Lleva un tiempo de gorro caído
Los elfos lo ven perdido
Parece un desconocido
Está triste
Carga siempre su saco consigo
Lleno de amargos motivos
Para apearse del camino, yeah
Saca la lista de niños, tiene que elegir los
Que recibirán carbón
¿Pero no sería él más malo al privar de un regalo
A un chaval lleno de ilusión?
Se mira al espejo y grita: ¡no soy Dios!
¿Por qué he de lidiar con esta decisión?
¿Cómo discernir el bien del mal?
¿Quién soy yo para juzgar?
¿Quién soy yo? Ho, ho, ho, ho
Santa Claus está triste (whoa, whoa)
Santa Claus está triste, yeah (triste, yeah)
Está triste, yeah (triste, yeah)
Está triste
Lleva un tiempo de gorro caído
Los elfos lo ven perdido
Parece un desconocido
Está triste
Carga siempre su saco consigo
Lleno de amargos motivos
Para apearse del camino, yeah
Ho, ho
Ho, ho
Ho, ho, ho
Ho, ho
Santa Claus Is Sad
Santa Claus is sad (sad, sad, sad)
He's sad
How sad
Sad, yeah (sad, yeah)
How sad, yeah
Santa Claus is sad
Wearing a droopy hat for a while
The elves see him lost
He looks like a stranger
He's sad
Always carrying his sack with him
Full of bitter reasons
To get off the path
How sad
That no one in the world has seen him
He's having a crisis of nihilism
And now even doubts if he exists
He doesn't want milk or cookies
He wants to grab his bags to leave without saying goodbye
Whoa, whoa
Santa Claus is sad (whoa, whoa)
Santa Claus is sad, yeah (sad, yeah)
He's sad, yeah (sad, yeah)
He's sad
Wearing a droopy hat for a while
The elves see him lost
He looks like a stranger
He's sad
Always carrying his sack with him
Full of bitter reasons
To get off the path, yeah
He's feeling bad and thinks he deserves it
Right now, nothing appeals to him
Repeatedly spends sleepless nights
And a night there lasts about six months
And even if he wants to, he can't disconnect
He thinks about visiting the polar amusement park
But all his friends are too short to enter
And in the end, he rides alone and the rest go to the kiddie park
What a shame, but what a shame
Once again, he has to have cold sushi for dinner
He never grows up at all
In this frozen place
How is he going to keep his reindeer well-fed?
He has to buy them food on Amazon
And on top of that, the delivery guy always gets lost
Not to mention that he's charged a fortune in customs
Santa Claus is not in the mood for this situation
Sad (whoa, whoa)
Santa Claus is sad (whoa, whoa)
Santa Claus is sad, yeah (sad, yeah)
He's sad, yeah (sad, yeah)
He's sad
Wearing a droopy hat for a while
The elves see him lost
He looks like a stranger
He's sad
Always carrying his sack with him
Full of bitter reasons
To get off the path, yeah
He checks the list of children, he has to choose the
Ones who will receive coal
But wouldn't he be the bad one by depriving a child of a gift
Full of excitement?
He looks in the mirror and shouts: I'm not God!
Why do I have to deal with this decision?
How to discern good from evil?
Who am I to judge?
Who am I? Ho, ho, ho, ho
Santa Claus is sad (whoa, whoa)
Santa Claus is sad, yeah (sad, yeah)
He's sad, yeah (sad, yeah)
He's sad
Wearing a droopy hat for a while
The elves see him lost
He looks like a stranger
He's sad
Always carrying his sack with him
Full of bitter reasons
To get off the path, yeah
Ho, ho
Ho, ho
Ho, ho, ho
Ho, ho