Oh, marvelous, is Sunday. 

Amazing, fascinated, seductive day.

The first thing: today not work, second thing: today I don’t wake up, third thing: today don’t me bother nobody.

All is outside; today I look the face that I like;  I smile, speech, appreciate. 

A little of caprices staying you well  at all, you look a mirror you can become when you want: enjoyable, loving, kind, beautiful or miserable, rude, proud and ugly. 

It’s Sunday.

We don’t fell nothing, the ears are closed, only the eyes looking.

Far, near, man, woman , it’s a choose. 

The joy , the faith, follow the Sunday , without fear you know !

We know the serenity , the tranquility in hours , the felicity to be.

The Sunday to know , to discover, to remains happy in all you are. 

You can forget , because you have the sensibility, you can look forward because you have the intelligence, you can reflected because you have the psychic balance. 

The important is to be human.