Las pequeñas cosas [English translation]

I rise of bed late.

What a joy! another day is born.

And the insolent sun gets into every corner.

Today did not ring the clock, thanks for that favor.

I comb my hair, believe it or not.

I look in the mirror, I can see I'm not too ugly.

I go to the kitchen and open the fridge.

There are no milk, I take any thing!

I open the window and let the sun touch me.

What a joy! another day! viva!

On the radio a voice sings to me.

And I wake to him: very good morning, love!

Wake up sleeper, I'm cheating you with the sun.

I light a cigarette although I must not do it,

He says to me: leave it!, I invite to him: Taste it!

He's like a kid, I know what is his idea

I surrender, He can do everything he wants!

At the end, all I want is him.

The little things of every day

They are the great things I have in life

a warm arms, a cold night

a full moon, what a tasty food!

a kiss on the cinema and another where the sun does not light.

And the insolent sun gets into every corner.

Wake up sleeper, I'm cheating you with the sun.

The little things of every day

They are the great things I have in life

a warm arms, a cold night

a full moon, what a tasty food!

a kiss on the cinema and another where the sun does not light.