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Forgive me if I disconnect the phone
Forgive me if I don't pay attention to your message
And if my number sounds busy to you
You must understand all the time it remained forgotten

Forgive me if you find the line busy every day
It's because my time is no longer your time, nor my soul your soul
Because at my door there are white sheets and two pillows
And at night there is a fire lit and flowers in the room

Waiting for your call
My phone was
Understanding my loneliness
And silently crying

Waiting for your call
My phone is no longer there
Today it shares my
Happiness with the busy line

Waiting for your call
My phone was
Understanding my loneliness
And silently crying

Waiting for your call
My phone is no longer there
Today it shares my
Happiness with the busy line