La Llamada
Carlos Vives
The Call
Every night at the end of the workday
I search for you like a madman and can't find you
Then in my room, looking at your picture
And waiting for your call, I start to despair
And you called me, and I thought that nothing
That I couldn't fall asleep thinking about you
Don't do this to me until dawn
And in the heat of your memories, I can't resist
And I talk to you until dawn, imagining you're my pillow
I keep talking, time doesn't pass, and my suffering finally ends
I don't care if they're listening, let everyone know how much I love you
And what do I care if this is broadcasted, let the world know about this call
Now my friends criticize me, saying I'm old
That I don't go out with them, haven't partied again
They lament my poor situation
That long-distance love usually ends
And they advise me to forget about this story
To go out with Gloria again, she can't forget me
Or, if not, to find a girlfriend
Even better if she's a regional service operator
And I talk to you until dawn, imagining you're my pillow
I keep talking, time doesn't pass, and my suffering finally ends
I don't care if they're listening, let everyone know how much I love you
And what do I care if this is broadcasted, let the world know about this call
I call you from home, the office, and from the car
From the corner store and from a borrowed cell phone
Buying prepaid service cards
Or waiting for you to call me, which is free
And what do I care if this is broadcasted, let the world know about this call
Let the world know about this call, I don't care if this is broadcasted