It's morning in my street, sun through the window.
Mr Handy gives his drill a break
The rooster sleeps in, the child laughs,
No throwing tantrums today, yes to everything it says
The couple constantly fighting on the second floor
Just made up, went outside and made out
Every day is just one hell of a task,
So much work to do, we just need to recharge
Our batteries, there's plenty of reasons
To celebrate today with a fado that outgrows itself
It's a day off!
No hurries, with an invincible look, skirt, heels, mascara,
I go on the street, the traffic can even stop
The policeman relaxes, no tickets
are written and the tourist just tries not to disturb
Mrs Laura is going to read the paper,
In the kitchen stands her with an apron
Every day is just one hell of a task,
So much work to do, we just need to recharge
Our batteries, there's plenty of reasons
To celebrate today with a fado that outgrows itself
It's a day off!
Off of being who you are
And of doing everything you must do
Off so that at least for once
We can live the life we feel like living
Every day is just one hell of a task,
So much work to do, we just need to recharge
Our batteries, there's plenty of reasons
To kick sadness away and instead our fado celebrate!
Every day is just one hell of a task,
So much work to do, we just need to recharge
Our batteries, there's plenty of reasons
To celebrate today with a fado that outgrows itself
It's a day off!
This is a fado that outgrows itself
On our day off!
On our day off!