The apartment

New Year’s Eve in the apartment, we went out to the pub,

we invited quite a few people, the party was about to blow up.

People kept arriving without end,

suddenly we were sixty… there was no room for one more!

I'm in my own house, what a madness,

I don't know anyone, but the vibe is so great!

I'm in my own house, what a madness,

I don't know anyone… but nobody wants to leave!

The party was already at its peak, we couldn't fit in the place,

so we went out into the street, and the conga started to dance. [música de conga electrónica]

Snow was falling in the street, covering the whole place,

but the heat of the party kept the cold away.

People happy and a little bit more,

dancing the conga non-stop,

the snow kept falling… but the warmth could be felt.

I'm in my own house, what a madness,

I don't know anyone, but the vibe is so great!

I'm in my own house, what a madness,

I don't know anyone… but nobody wants to leave!

I can't find my three friends and the people won't go,

we were four at the party… now there's no room anymore.

It's slipping away, it's slipping away, it's gone, it's gone,

it's slipping away, it's slipping away, it's gone…

Hand in hand!