El Domingo Se Casa
Banda San Miguel
On Sunday She Gets Married
Don't scold me, my mother
if I'm drunk, don't think it's because of her.
I want the band to play for me, all night long
and for other bottles to be brought to me.
Oh my, my friend is getting married.
Oh my, the ungrateful one deceived me.
Mother, if they come looking for me, and if she begs you
and asks if I'm drinking.
Tell her to find me in the streets, that I'm happy
and that the band is playing for me.
When I left I was very poor
and now that I'm back, you realized I'm very rich
that's why you're regretful, and you don't want
the day to come, the Sunday.
Oh my, she's getting married on Sunday.
Oh my, she's marrying a friend.
Don't scold me, my mother, if I'm drunk,
don't think it's because of her.
I want the band to play for me, all night long.
and for other bottles to be brought to me.
