Amanda Miguel las pequeas cosas

I get out of bed, late
what joy, another day is born
And the sun is insolent
it gets into every corner
the clock didn't strike today
thank you for that favor
I comb my hair
believe it or not
I see in the mirror
that I'm not so ugly
I go to the kitchen, I open the refrigerator
the milk is gone, I drink whatever
I open the window and let the sun touch me...
What a joy, another day, live
on the radio, a voice sings to me
And I wake him up
Very good morning love!
Wake up sleepyhead
I'm unfaithful to you with the sun
I light a cigarette, even though I shouldn't
he yells at me, stop!
I invite him to try
he's like a child
I know what his idea is
I can't resist him any more I want
if after all, all I want is him
*The little things every day
are the big things I have in life
some warm arms
a cold night
a full moon
what delicious food!
a kiss in the cinema and another where the sun doesn't shine...
And it's insolent the sun
enters every corner
Wake up sleepyhead
I'm unfaithful to you with the sun