Friday 3 AM Serú Girán. A blue saturday night´s fever And a sadless Sunday You avoid your heart, And destroy your mind. And in your voice a pale goodbye And in your fist, the clock marked 3 am The dream of a sun and a sea and a dangerous life Changing bitter for sweet and a grey city for roses Makes you feel good as much as bad Makes you hate as much as love and more... You changed your time and your love and your music and your thoughts You changed your sex and your God and the colors and frontiers But, in all, nothing more And a sensual goodbye and the end You put the gun to your head and you tighten your mouth and you close your eyes and see the whole sea in spring bang, bang, bang Dead leaves fall, Like any other day. the ones that can´t cope are gone. Translation / Traducción: Luciana Palmisciano www.youtube.com/xlucianax lucianapalmsiciano@hotmail.com