I get up from the bed, late
What joy, another day, is born
And the sun is insolent, it slips into every corner
Today the alarm didn't ring, thanks for that favor
I comb my hair even if you don't believe it
I see in the mirror that I'm not so ugly
I go to the kitchen, open the fridge
The milk is gone, I take whatever
I open the window and let the sun touch me
What joy, another day, alive
On the radio, a voice sings to me
I'm unfaithful to you with the sun
I light a cigarette, even though I shouldn't
Let him do whatever he wants
Since after all, all that I want is him
The little things of every day
Are the big things that I have in life
A kiss at the movies and another where the sun doesn't shine
His warmth is an extension of the sun
His kisses shine only on me here
And the sun is insolent, it slips into every corner
Today the alarm didn't ring, thanks for that favor
The little things of every day
Are the big things that I have in life
A kiss at the movies and another where the sun doesn't shine
The little things of every day
Are the big things that I have in life
A kiss at the movies and another where the sun doesn't shine
The little things of every day
Are the big things that I have in life
A kiss at the movies and another where the sun doesn't shine