Suena El Teléfono
Imanol
The Phone Rings
Through the windows
The street looks very sad
It's raining a lot and I feel cold
Today, I wish to be with you
When I want to read a book
I only read your name
When I want to write a poem
I only write hearts
The phone rings, I hope it's you
I want to feel you close to me
Imagine that I'm next to you
To tell you I miss you my love
The phone rings, I hope it's you
No one answers, I don't hear your voice
My heart hangs by a thread
Hours and hours, shedding my love
If I try to think seriously
You are my thought
And even when I'm asleep
I dream of you in my dream
When I want to read a book
I only read your name
When I want to write a poem
I only write hearts
The phone rings...
