Kersfees in Afrika

Thirty-six degrees in the summer sun, sweltering
And a pitch-black Santa sits in front of a mall, sweating
Kids are running around in flip-flops, enjoying ice cream
And only the pictures on Christmas cards are wrapped in pure white snow

Christmas in Africa, if he wants, Santa can wear his shorts here
Christmas in Africa, trade your buck for a donkey and your sleigh for a donkey cart
Hahaha, it’s Christmas in Africa

Glühwein and cinnamon give way to beer and seasoning
A roasted turkey makes room for a barbecue in the backyard
No one here wears beanies, and jackets are a no-go
With a cap full of sunscreen, we all head to the beaches

Christmas in Africa, if he wants, Santa can wear his flip-flops here
Christmas in Africa, trade your buck for a donkey and your sleigh for a donkey cart
Hahaha, it’s Christmas in Africa!
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