Lunes, Martes
Ambra
Monday, Tuesday
Melancholy doesn't disappear
How it rains!, How it rains!
It's already my friend, it even seems to me
That it loves me, that it loves me
Now that you're not slipping
It goes inside my thoughts
Until Saturday you won't return
If I think about it, I don't have myself
Monday is already born, Tuesday will come
With the streets so empty
Heartbroken
Wednesday after, Thursday again
When it rains for four days
How to go without you?
Monday arrives already, Tuesday is deadly
Where will you be?
Melancholy is already my friend
How it rains!, How it rains!
Today I feel bad but when you're here
Your words move me
You give me light, you comfort me
You dedicate your songs to me
And you take me far from suffering
You provoke emotions
Monday is already born, Tuesday will come
With the streets so empty
Heartbroken
Wednesday after, Thursday again
When it rains for four days
How to go without you?
Monday arrives already, Tuesday is deadly
Where will you be?
Melancholy is already my friend
How it rains!, How it rains!
I call you, you call me
It's a mess of words
I miss without the gray gaze of your severe eyes
I miss without slipping in me the caress of your hands
Monday is already born, Tuesday will come
With the streets so empty
Heartbroken
Wednesday after, Thursday again
When it rains for four days
How to go without you?
Monday arrives already, Tuesday is deadly
When Saturday is far away a thousand light years
Wednesday after, Thursday again
When it rains for four days
How to go without you?
Monday arrives already, Tuesday is deadly
Where will you be?
Melancholy is already my friend
How it rains!, How it rains!
