Dimanche. [English translation]

Finally it's Sunday, I can take a walk in the city

While everything is closed

I'll be alone with myself, the streets will be empty

So, well, I'll end up coming back home

Finally it's Sunday, I can go to the cinema

Watch the latest movie of my choice

A romantic drama, that doesn't end up very well

I get back not so serene, I won't do it next Sunday

The Sunday with family we go take a walk in the park

Too bad it's raining so much, we come back to play cards

Sunday day of the Lord, at the church we celebrate it

Too bad he took grandma, funerals they're dismal

Sunday (Sunday)

We take a rest from the bleak week

Sunday (Sunday)

We go out on the sea side and we get caught by the thunder

Sunday (Sunday)

Just you and me we get comfy under the sheets

Sunday (Sunday)

In English it's sun day, too bad it's all gray

Sunday (Sunday)

With friends we watch the trains come by

Sunday (Sunday)

Do a trek in the park, go fishing carp

Sunday

I dream about escaping Sunday

One day I'll take my revenge

I'll double the connivance

To surprise the commonplace

What I'll do is that I'll go I don't know where

I'll gallop, make myself a thug

Beyond the laws, I won't be noticed

For everyone will be home

I'll pay myself a trip to gray

For the day of the first price

I'll chase away nostalgia

From a thrust of sword by destiny

(Ah) if everything seemed like I imagine it, I consume it

I'll organize a twenty-four hour party, nice and easy

Sunday (Sunday)

Right in the morning we cultivate the garden

Sunday (Sunday)

Thinking about Monday, telling yourself it's tomorrow

Sunday (Sunday)

I have to buy batteries, bummer it's closed I'm silly

Sunday (Sunday)

I sleep in the morning even if the day before I didn't do anything

Sunday (Sunday)

It's the appropriate day to dismantle the christmas tree

Sunday (Sunday)

Reflecting about your day, oh bummer it has just gone by

Sunday (Sunday)

(Na na na na la la la la)

Sunday

Nostalgic Sunday, from the reminiscence my heart stings me

Lonesome Sunday, in the noxious mirror

Poisonned Sunday, infuses the punished pleasure

Holding my desire in the house of the frustrated one

(Sunday, Sunday, Sunday, Sunday)

• Artist:Maxenss