I have a Sunday band that always plays in the square
with a big tuba and some tin cymbals,
the dog wags his tail, the child wants a cake
the grandmother sells cookies and the priest asks for devotees.
Oh, on Sunday they dirty my square
to think that Sunday is for resting
and I who live collecting papers
I'm going to complain to the municipality .
I have a Sunday band that always plays in the square
with a big tuba and some tin cymbals,
the dog wags his tail, the boy wants a cake
The grandmother sells cookies and the priest asks for devotees.
And yet I like the band
when on Sundays they start playing
and I play roles at this rhythm
that The whole square seems contagious.
I have a Sunday band that always plays in the square
with a big tuba and some tin cymbals,
the dog that wags its tail, the child wants a cake
the grandmother sells cookies and the priest asks for devotees.
Oh, on Sunday they dirty the square for me
to think that Sunday is for rest
and I live by collecting papers
br/>I'm going to complain to the municipality.
I have a Sunday band that always plays in the square
(with a big tuba and some tin cymbals),
the dog that moves the queue, the boy wants a cake
(the grandmother sells cookies and the priest asks for devotees).
I have a Sunday band that always plays in the square
(with a big tuba) and tin saucers.

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