Friend De Semana [English translation]

Maybe neither time nor place is indicated

To call you, to call you

And to tell you that since that night I haven't stopped

Thinking about you, thinking about you

I already lost count of the Mondays that I have thought of you

I already failed in your game and I lost it

And today I want you for me

I want to dance with you this weekend

I just wanna see you for killing my desires

Now you know that you have to enter from the window

You don't hold back, you don't hold back

Waking up with you and may the time doesn't pass

That we enjoy every little moment

That you think if this time we go slow

That you love it, you love it

You won't know, you won't know (no) how to forget me

You will come, you will come (no) to look for me

If the day breaks, I'm not there

You'll come back, you'll come back to find me

From Monday to Tuesday I looked for you but on Wednesday I didn't call you

Not on Thursday either, and my phone rang until Friday

(and my phone rang)

I already lost count of the Mondays that I have thought of you

I already failed in your game and I lost it

And today I want you for me

I want to dance with you this weekend

I just wanna see you for killing my desires

Now you know that you have to enter from the window

You don't hold back, you don't hold back

Waking up with you and may the time doesn't pass

That we enjoy every little moment

That you think if this time we go slow

That you love it, you love it

This is easy, very easy

I'm drunk, my heart

I'm from Brazil, I want action

I want to dance Cumbia and Reggaeton

Without hurry

I want adrenaline, come to do it with an open door

Today the whole building will know about our party

Only you and I and nothing else interests me

One, two, three, burn it up

I want to dance with you this weekend

I just wanna see you for killing my desires

Now you know that you have to enter from the window

You don't hold back, you don't hold back

Waking up with you and may the time doesn't pass

That we enjoy every little moment

That you think if this time we go slow

That you love it, you love it

(And he says)

Tell me, tell me, tell me what you want from me

But give me, give me, give me just a night

Friend of the week

You love it, you love it

Hahahaha

• Artist:Danna Paola
• Album:K.O.