Yo Solo Quiero Que Llegue Ese Domingo
Yo solo quiero que llegue ese Domingo
Tomar un par de vinos para venirte a ver
Lo que yo siento por vos independiente
Esos putos de Racing no lo van a entender
No tienen huevos para salir primeros y ahora desaparecen porque son de la B
Gallina vos sos un cagón
Como la Guardia Imperial
Corriste en Avellaneda
Y allá en el Monumental
Bostero todos ya saben
Es que vos sos un cagón
Andan siempre custodiados
Como los putos del ciclón
I Just Want That Sunday to Come
I just want that Sunday to come
Have a couple of wines to come see you
What I feel for you independently
Those Racing bastards won't understand it
They don't have the balls to come out on top and now they disappear because they're from the B Division
Chicken, you're a coward
Like the Imperial Guard
You ran in Avellaneda
And there at the Monumental
Bostero everyone already knows
That you're a coward
Always walking around with bodyguards
Like the damn ones from the cyclone