De Siete a Diez

The clock rings, it just dawned
Have breakfast, take the subway and run
With nostalgia and still sleepy
To work they will arrive
And there they will keep, one more day
Their little freedom
And their dreams will sleep
In the shadow of a workshop
They will wake up from seven to ten
Next to Miguel
They will share their things in some bar
And they will love each other hidden in the doorway
She will go up to her house, Cinderella once again
And in her room she will lay down
Thinking of joining him
But you have to wake up early
Tomorrow they will return
The subway, the clock
The card that will mark again
How difficult it is to live
If luck forgot you
To be born or to die, what does it matter
If laughter touched you
Dreaming from seven to ten