Nuestro Baile Del Viernes

It's six, I've slept poorly, it's a gray day
You're not here and there's no coffee, it's beautiful to exist
Seven-ten, someone wrote in the elevator
"Pleasure can be bought by paying with pain"

I'm just one more
Of those common faces
On the bus
It's eight and today is Monday

You're putting on makeup before going out
Shadow, mascara, pencil, and lipstick, the scar is gone

You're just one more
Today your lips are brothels
You and I in the city
It's twelve and today is Friday

Let's dance
To Friday songs we don't even know
But let's dance
Today we'll reach the sky
Dancing to songs we don't even know
But let's dance

For a moment
We are so beautiful
And then
So mediocre again

I want to take one more spin, it's only three o'clock
Now I'm like a child laughing as I fall

Please, one more spin on the carousel
I'm just like a child laughing as I fall

People so ordinary
Who wake up to the shine
Of the neon sun
Announcing that it's Sunday