Viernes
Es otro viernes caminando solo, por estos campos verdes donde los sueños
Suelen agonizar, tengo una cerveza pero ella aquí no esta y la verdad no importa,
Estoy sufriendo pero sé que va a pasar. será mejor voltear, es mejor olvidar.
Sé que más tarde he de regresar. no dejo de pensar en ti. es otro viernes
Caminando solo, un tonto dando vueltas que pronto se cansará de esperar, aun no
Llegas y sé bien que no vendrás, no te dejan tus viejos, estás sufriendo pero sabes
Que pasará. será mejor seguir, es mejor intentarlo. sé que más tarde he de
Regresar. no dejo de esperarte. oio, oio, no dejo de pensar en ti. oio, oio,
Se me hace tan difícil seguir. es otro viernes caminando solo, un mundo dando
Vueltas y dos personas queriéndose encontrar. pasan los días y no llega la
Oportunidad, quizás no ha de llegar. pasa el tiempo y ya no sé que va a pasar.
Friday
It's another Friday walking alone, through these green fields where dreams
Tend to agonize, I have a beer but she's not here and the truth doesn't matter,
I'm suffering but I know it will pass. it's better to turn around, it's better to forget.
I know I'll have to come back later. I can't stop thinking about you. it's another Friday
Walking alone, a fool going around who will soon get tired of waiting, you still haven't
Arrived and I know well that you won't come, your parents don't let you, you're suffering but you know
What will happen. it's better to move on, it's better to try. I know I'll have to
Come back later. I can't stop waiting for you. oio, oio, I can't stop thinking about you. oio, oio,
It's so hard for me to keep going. it's another Friday walking alone, a world going
Around and two people wanting to find each other. the days go by and the
Opportunity doesn't come, maybe it won't come. time passes and I don't know what will happen.