It’s never a good time to have kids, no,
And it’s never the right moment to tell the boss: release the severance.
It’s always a good afternoon to love yourself kindly,
And you never see the time to quit the vice, to quit the vice.
Crocodile tears are
The waters of this Nile
That carry a scoundrel with them.
I think I can announce that I will finally make that change.
Now yes, I swear that now yes,
It will be my year, you’ll see.
Now yes, I swear that now yes,
I’ll win the Champions League and the World Cup.
If by evening I feel bored,
I go to the funerals of strangers.
In this vile way, talking in the profession,
I realize that I’m still alive, that I’m still alive.
Someone from the gym called me,
Asking why I’m still paying.
Uh, the truth is, no idea.
I’ll think it over.
And now yes, I swear that now yes,
It will be my year, you’ll see.
Now yes, I swear that now yes,
I’ll win the Champions League and the World Cup.
Every year I tell myself the same thing,
Every year I tell myself the same thing.
Para-pam-pam, para-pam, para-pam-pam.
Para-param, pam-pam-pam-pam, pam-pam-pam.
Today I don’t give a damn if my team wins or loses by seven.
When I went to bed, it was no longer Sunday, no.
Walking down the street, I got punched and my panties showed.
Uh, that I had stolen while you were showering.
And now yes, I swear that now yes,
It will be my year, you’ll see.
And now yes, I swear that now yes, yes,
I’ll win the Champions League and the World Cup.
Goodbye to that half loser, to that calamity.
Goodbye to that half loser, to that calamity.