Petak [English translation]

Monday gets on my nerves, it comes without asking

It comes by often, but passes by slowly, like a hungry year

And I'm not looking forward to tuesday, it's like a boring opera

I roll with wednesday, I live through thursday, because friday is coming

Friday is the day, friday is my day

When I stay up at night, I wake up late, and then it's saturday...

And then comes sunday...

I hate how time passes by, it disappears in front of my eyes

I turn my head to drink something, and then it escapes

Basically it creates problems for me, except when it's sunny

But for me, like the usual, it's predominantly cloudy, predominantly cloudy!

Friday is the day, friday is my day

When I stay up at night, I wake up late, and then it's saturday...

Friday is the day, friday is my day

When I stay up at night, I wake up late, and then it's saturday...

Friday is the day, friday is my day

When I stay up at night, I wake up late, and then it's saturday...

And then comes sunday..