Retrato Falado

Dark hair, red lipstick
She's probably gonna be in black
And the drink if I know well
Rosé wine or dry red

This spoken portrait
Is of the love of my life
If she's alone, let me know
But if she's with someone, don't say

Just hang up
Hello, hello
Tu-tu-tu, hung up
Hello, hello
Your call is being forwarded to the one who replaced you