I send a song, a love song
That has nothing of love because
I'm too sleepy and the words don't come to me
I'm not as good as you
I have kilos of affection that I keep in the fridge
It's quality stuff
I get out of bed because there's a reason
That sings in my head and goes....... .....du.....du.....du...
I'll send a song without the melody
Do you want to see which I like better
I'll throw it down ' and then I throw it away
And in the end I don't send it anymore
Venus in Libra, you know how happy it is
It promises something new
The horoscope says be patient
Small difficulties
Without a head, without desire, alone without you
Not a leaf moves here
It doesn't slow down the memory and what remains of you
is just a sound still in the air
It torments me it spins in my head like a message for you
Locked up in a bottle
It spins in my head and doesn't stop it makes fun of me
This CURSED REASON that fa.....du.....du....du...
The red telephone, the telephone of the heart
It has nothing red anymore
Rather it seems yellow like lemon yellow
And I imagined it blue
A love song instead no sir
For me there is no love
And I drag myself around the house with my sunglasses
Wondering why
Headless, without desire, alone without you
Not a leaf moves here
It doesn't slow down the memory
But there is no malice 'and' if I phone you
I thought you were alone and that you were thinking about me
I'm suddenly ashamed and I'm afraid to tell you that
If you leave me I'll die if there is any real justice< br/>Now you are a prisoner of a CURSED REASON that goes
Du.....du.....du...

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