El Domingo Ella Se Casa
Banda Hermanos Romero
On Sunday She Gets Married
Oh my goodness...
On Sunday she gets married
Don't scold me, my mother
If I'm drunk
It's not because of her
I want the band to play for me
All night long
And bring me another bottle
Oh my goodness...
On Sunday she gets married
Oh my goodness...
She deceived me, the ungrateful one
Mother, if they come looking for me
And if they beg you
And if they ask what I'm drinking
Tell them I'm out in the streets
That I'm happy
That the revelers are playing for me
When I left, I was very poor
And now that I've returned
You realized that I'm very rich
That's why you're regretful
And you don't want the day to come
The Sunday
Oh my goodness...
She's getting married on Sunday
Oh my goodness...
She's marrying a friend
Don't scold me, my mother
If I'm drunk
It's not because of her
I want the band to play for me
All night long
And bring me another bottle
