Fin de semana [English translation]

They met each other and time stopped

There were no words, it seemed the beginning of a magical story

Hot air, the scent of summer, wet sand

Laughing together, forgetting the world until the dawn

The moon over the sea

Music in the air

The blue of the sky

Crystal stars

And on the beach an eternal kiss tasting of salt

On the weekend, improvised love

Love for a day, love for the summer

The sea, the sand, a popular song

Floating between the waves

On the weekend, improvised love

Love for a day, love for the summer

Passionate bodies, lonely souls

Without a future, and without a past

Hour after hour, sharing a would of crazy desires

Everything stops suddenly and the clock starts running again

It's the last night of sad looks and long moments of silence

Between caresses, a goodbye and someone who loves you

Promises on paper

That will not come true

Love letters

That will never arrive

And an airplane getting lost

In the sky going anywhere

On the weekend, improvised love

Love for a day, love for the summer

The sea, the sand, a popular song

Floating between the waves

On the weekend, improvised love

Love for a day, love for the summer

Passionate bodies, lonely souls

Without a future, and without a past

• Artist:Pimpinela
• Album:Ahora Me Toca a Mi