El Telefono
El Gran Combo de Puerto Rico
The Phone
Ring, ring, ring, ring, ring
Phone! Sorrows, sorrows, sorrows, sorrows, sorrows
Phone! Miracle of distance
You are my last hope
Soul of messengers
Tell her of the great despair
That my heart feels
Screaming how much I love her
And begging for her forgiveness
Go, pursue her, conquer her, force her
Convince her!
Since my reason can't
With these four walls
And this desperation
Ring, ring, ring, ring, ring
Phone! Sorrows, sorrows, sorrows, sorrows, sorrows
Phone! Phone!
I've been sitting on the bed for so long
And I suffer a lot, suffer because you don't call me
And I spend the night awake
Turning in bed
Hoping that woman calls
I don't know why she doesn't call me
She surprises me in the morning
And I can't sleep anymore
The rooster crows and the dog barks
And the ring, ring is not heard
Look, the little phone, ring-ring
Bothers Ruben
But it doesn't bother me
Call me even if it's collect
