Charlemos

Is this Belgrano seventy eleven?
I’d like to talk to Renée
Does she live there? No, don’t hang up
Could I speak with you?
Don’t hang up, the afternoon feels sad
I’m feeling sentimental
Renée, I know she’s not real
Let’s talk, you’re just like me

Talking makes me happy, life is short
Let’s dream in this gray, rainy afternoon
Let’s talk about love, we’ll be she and he
And with your voice, my cruel anguish will feel lighter
Let’s talk; I’m just a captive
Of a dream so fleeting that I barely live it
Let’s just talk, because here in my heart
Hearing you makes another emotion beat

What do you say? Try to meet up?
Let’s keep the hope alive
Let’s talk without knowing each other
Heart to heart
I can’t, I can’t see her
It’s painful, I know
How I wish I could love her!
I’m blind, forgive me