Lunes al Sol - No Recomendable traduction en anglais

Lunes al Sol

Ve y no mires atras.
Es mentira que por romperme el corazon te conviertas en sal.
Hay poco que decir, hay tanto que decirte,
Y si esta demas.

Y hablar contigo no es un diálogo,
Son dos monologos tomados de la manos.

Y sé que volverás y la ciudad se va cayendo en pedazos,
Date prisa corazón que yo me estoy congelando
Y el miedo de perderte otra vez se va volviendo latente,
Detente corazón, que si no viene no hay lunes al sol.
Date prisa corazon.

Cuéntame como estas, dime si aun sonries.
La verdad se te nota al mentir, no me pidas perdón
Nunca te fuiste entera corazon, te quedaste aqui

Y hablar contigo no es un diálogo,
Son dos monologos tomados de la manos.

Y sé que volverás y la ciudad se va cayendo en pedazos,
Date prisa corazón que yo me estoy congelando
Y el miedo de perderte otra vez se va volviendo latente,
Detente corazón, que si no viene no hay lunes al sol.
Date prisa corazon.

Pero antes de partir recuerda que sé
Y sé que volverás y la ciudad se va cayendo en pedazos,
Date prisa corazón que yo me estoy congelando
Y el miedo de perderte otra vez se va volviendo latente,
Detente corazón, que si no viene no hay lunes al sol.

Date prisa corazon.

Monday in the Sun

Go and don't look back.
It's not true that you'll turn into salt for breaking my heart.
There's little left to say, there's so much to say to you,
And if it's too much.

And talking to you is not a dialogue,
It's two monologues taken by the hand.

And I know you'll be back and the city is falling apart,
Hurry up, my heart, I'm freezing
And the fear of losing you again is becoming latent,
Stop it, heart, if he doesn't come, there'll be no Monday in the sun.
Hurry up, my heart.

Tell me how you are, tell me if you are still smiling.
The truth is evident in your lies, don't ask me for forgiveness
You never left completely, my heart, you stayed here

And talking to you is not a dialogue,
It's two monologues taken by the hand.

And I know you'll be back and the city is falling apart,
Hurry up, my heart, I'm freezing
And the fear of losing you again is becoming latent,
Stop it, heart, if he doesn't come, there'll be no Monday in the sun.
Hurry up, my heart.

But before you go, remember I know
And I know you'll be back and the city is falling apart,
Hurry up, my heart, I'm freezing
And the fear of losing you again is becoming latent,
Stop it, heart, if he doesn't come, there'll be no Monday in the sun.

Hurry up, my heart.