Forgive me Jesus,
because instead of waiting for you
with hope, love and joy,
I wait for you with a sad heart…

Because you came to be born in a poor manger,
between animals and abyss,
and we receive you,
with glitter and pure materialism…

It is going to be born a child God,
and still that we are full of blessings around us,
we only feel empty in our hearts…

Forgive me Jesus,
for not having opened my inn again and again,
when you knocked on my door…

Forgive Jesus to this, your world,
that did not know how to follow your Star,
blinded by the flashing neon one…