Charlemos

Belgrano sixty eleven?
I would like to talk to Renée...
Doesn't she live there?... No, don't hang up...
Could I speak with you?
Don't hang up... The afternoon is sad.
I feel sentimental.
I already know Renée doesn't exist...
Let's chat... You are the same...

Talking I am happy...
Life is short...
Let's dream in the gray
rainy afternoon.
Let's talk about a love...
We will be her and him
and with your voice
my cruel anguish
will be lighter...
Let's chat, nothing more.
I am the captive
of a dream so fleeting
that I don't even live it.
Let's chat, nothing more,
because here, in my heart,
hearing you I feel another emotion beat...

What did you say? Try to see each other?
Let's continue with the illusion...
Let's talk without knowing each other
heart to heart...
I can't... I can't see you...
It's painful, I know...
How I would like to love you!
I'm blind... Forgive me...