Una Lágrima Sobre El Teléfono
Miranda!
A Tear on the Phone
Today he didn't call me,
What will happen? Why didn't he call me this time?,
I'm waiting by the phone and no!,
this starts to worry me.
What happened to him,
maybe he couldn't escape from his prison,
there's a mystery that captures his heart,
and doesn't let him breathe.
The phone rings and I go crazy to meet him,
my mouth is dry and I'm breathless,
"No! No! You're mistaken, sir."
There's a tear on the phone,
on my heart,
he didn't call me today,
and it's like a vision,
a ghost in my room.
On the phone,
my heart spins,
in a world without sun,
injured by love,
I need to hear his voice.
Eyes wide open,
the morning surprises me,
and the mess in my room,
is less than that in my soul,
Oh love! Oh love!
The phone rings and I go crazy to meet him,
my mouth is dry and I'm breathless,
"No! No! You're mistaken, sir."
There's a tear on the phone,
on my heart,
he didn't call me today,
and it's like a vision,
a ghost in my room.
On the phone,
my heart spins,
in a world without sun,
injured by love,
I need to hear his voice.
