De Domingo a Domingo

From Sunday to Sunday
From Sunday to Sunday
I come to see you
When will it be Sunday, my dear
To come back ay, ay ay ay ay

I would really like
That the whole week
My dear
Was Sunday ay, ay ay ay ay

I would really like
That the whole week
My dear
Was Sunday ay, ay ay ay ay

An arrow in the air
An arrow in the air
Cupid shot
And he shot it playing
My dear
And it has wounded me ay, ay ay ay ay

Mortal the wound
That if you don't heal it
My dear
I lose my life ay, ay ay ay ay

Mortal the wound
That if you don't heal it
My dear
I lose my life ay, ay ay ay ay

From Sunday to Sunday
From Sunday to Sunday
I come to see you
When will it be Sunday, my dear
To come back ay, ay ay ay ay

I would really like
That the whole week
My dear
Was Sunday ay, ay ay ay ay

I would really like
That the whole week
My dear
Was Sunday ay, ay ay ay ay

I would really like
That the whole week
My dear
Was Sunday ay, ay ay ay ay