Domingo rojo
Silvio Rodriguez
Red Sunday
This Sunday is a special Sunday
life filled me with activity
today all the clocks rang at five
the straw is a hustle and bustle that comes and goes.
There are sips of coffee in the early morning
and engine coughs at six
there are laughs and handkerchiefs before the morning
there is a will to make the dawn break.
Sunday
what a good excuse you give to sing to you
everything has started to greet me
and it seems as if the fertile earth awaits me
oh! Sunday.
Sunday
I remained silent where the sun took residence
love that continues to be a tool
widens the windows and doors.
Sunday
it's as if I had no sorrows left
as if it were always spring
eas if human thirst knew no boundaries
oh! Sunday.
Sunday
you will see life grow with my hands
when I caress the dream that I love
and time is a Sunday in love
oh! Sunday.
