Roll down all the windows wide Let the cool breeze wash over your weary, empty eyes The scent of orange and cinnamon in the whiskey Shoes off, feet up, not a word to say And peace arrives, unlike any other day A day like the ones before When you had time to spare, and more A day when no rain falls And nothing stands in my way at all Could there be a better day to disappear? Sink into the backseat as the horizon blurs away I tell you, my love, tomorrow’s the weekend here One thousand eight hundred and twenty-five Mondays gone by But they haven’t made us any wiser Haven’t made us any stronger Tell me, are you afraid? Run now, before we’re trapped again A day with no makeup to wear A day to be foolish, free from every stare A day to nurture the little things for ourselves A day to start with a blank canvas in our minds A day to spend the money I once gave my soul for, to make up for our tender days No one cares if we’re bitter today Leave the struggles for another day Let’s go, the skies are shining bright Could there be a better day to disappear? Sink into the backseat as the horizon blurs away I tell you, my love, tomorrow’s the weekend here One thousand eight hundred and twenty-five Mondays gone by But they haven’t made us any wiser Haven’t made us any stronger Tell me, are you afraid? Run now, before we’re trapped again (A day like the ones before) (A day when no rain falls) Could there be a better day to disappear? Translated by: Lê Đình Thịnh