No, don't waste time, kids,
there's not as much as people think.
Be generous with those who come and ask,
after Sunday comes Monday.
Clouds drift past with bygone days
look at them carefully and you'll know who you are,
let your happiness go,
one day perhaps you'll find it again.
Hours walk,
minutes never stop,
it's going away, it's life that's going away
it's going away, nobody knows what tomorrow will be.
After Sunday comes Monday.
No, we must not waste time, kids,
there's not as much as you think.
After winter comes summer
and nobody knows what tomorrow will be.
Hours walk,
minutes never stop,
it's going away, it's life that's going away
it's going away, it only lasts as long as a game,
it's going away, don't waste it in cheap dreams,
it's going away, nobody knows what tomorrow will be.
Minutes never stop,
after Sunday comes Monday.
Hours walk
and time goes away,
minutes never stop,
nobody knows what tomorrow will be.
After Sunday comes Monday.
No, don't waste time, kids
there's not as much as people think.
Not everyone is able to grasp life,
don't despise those who don't manage to do it.
Clouds drift past with bygone days
look at them carefully and you'll know who you are,
youth is so fragile,
don't waste it in sadness.
After Sunday comes Monday.