I pack my bag , put in on my shoulders , take my scarf and kiss my mother . It's still dark outside . It's so early , I rub my eyes . I say Hi to the baker , I say Hi . I meet my friends at the conner of the street and we talk and we laugh like every morning .
On Monday , on Tuesday , on Wednesday too , I'll always remember you .
I sit down in the classroom and look through the window , open my bag but I'm too slow . The teacher is yelling at me again for nothing . I don't care , the bells ringing. I say Hi to the baker , I say Hi . I meet my friends at the conner of the street and we talk and we laugh like every evening .
On Monday , on Tuesday , on Wednesday too , I'll always remember you .

