El primer tren [English translation]

At six in the morning the alarm sounded

I look out the window, it has yet to dawn

I return to our bed, we make love

Aware of the time, stupid clock

And always with the worries of missing the train

I make his tie, prepare his coffee

I hate the morning, always the same

A kiss on the face and he leaves me

My lover leaves on the first train

To work from nine to six

And comes back at nightfall

And like that from day to day

Every once in a while we go to a restaurant

We dance, we throw away the champagne

I know you do it only for me

That I would prefer for him to go than to sleep

My lover leaves on the first train

To work from nine to six

And he returns at nightfall

And like that from day to day

From so much working

He forgot how to be happy

I go on crazy over him

And I know he too over me

The great end is approaching

The night arrived, at last

I will love him, I will kidnap him

He will not escape from me

My lover leaves on the first train

To work from nine to six

And he returns at nightfall

And like that day after day

My lover leaves on the first train

To work from nine to six

And he returns at nightfall

And like that day after day

My lover leaves on the first train

To work from nine to six

And he returns at nightfall...