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Adi Smolar
Miscellaneous
Sunday is a beautiful day
Sunday comes, I don't know what to do,
I don't know where to go, but I want to do many things.
I go to the city so that someone would meet me
so that someone would meet me and be with me.
Usually there is no one,
I look at the windows of closed shops,
I look at the faces of strangers people,
they are so strangely foreign.
Sunday is a beautiful day
for happy people,
but whoever is alone
seems even more lonely.< br/>Sunday is a beautiful day
for happy people
but whoever is alone
seems even more lonely.
The weather is nice, I am going there
to the table where I will drink a beer in peace.
To the table where I will spend an hour
trapped in my thoughts.
And I will think of Sundays at home,
family and the feeling of the holiday.
I loved Sundays then,
It hasn't been like that for a long time.
Sunday is a beautiful day
for happy people,
but who is alone
seems even more lonely.
Sunday is a beautiful day
for happy people,
who is alone
is even more lonely it seems.
Evening catches me on my way home
to the room I recently rented.
To the room where I will live for a while
until it is too expensive .
I turn on the radio, open the can,
quickly iron what I washed in the morning.
Tomorrow is work, tomorrow I will get up early,
but I still look forward to the night .
Sunday is a beautiful day
for happy people
but whoever is alone
seems even more lonely.
Sunday is a beautiful day
for happy people
but whoever is alone
seems even more lonely.