La Cabina (Interfone)
Só Pra Contrariar (SPC)
The Booth (Intercom)
The city slowly falls asleep
I've read all the magazines
TV drives me crazy
The last interview is over
And an old black and white movie
Reminds me so much of you
That I have to hug you now
Or I'll almost die
The truth is, my love
I don't know how to treat you
I don't dare to reveal your intimacy
Learning to kiss you
Crossing the border of your skin
And tonight I don't know what's happening to me
I need to be close to you
And I approach the door of your house
Closed to me
I call you, in love
From a booth
And dial your phone desperately
And your window
Lit up
Your line busy, something is happening
So many calls
So many attempts
Bad thoughts
Are already coming to me
You don't know, my love
That even from afar
I still love you
