Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song La Llamada, artist - Carlos Vives. Album song El Rock De Mi Pueblo, in the genre Поп
Date of issue: 31.12.2003
Record label: Capitol Latin
Song language: Spanish
La Llamada(original) |
Todas las noches al final de la jornada |
Que te busco como uno loco y que no te puedo encontrar |
Luego en mi cuarto contemplando tu retrato |
Y esperando tu llamada comienzo a desesperar |
Y me llamaste y yo pensaba que ya nada |
Que ya no podía dormirme por estar pensando en ti |
No me hagas esto solo hasta la madrugada |
Y al calor de tus recuerdos no me puedo resistir |
Y hablo contigo hasta la alborada y me imagino que eres mi almohada |
Y sigo hablando y no pasa el tiempo y al fin se acaban mis sufrimientos |
Y no me importa si están oyendo que todos sepan cuanto te quiero |
Y que me importa si esta cruzada que el mundo sepa de esta llamada |
Ya mis amigos me critican que estoy viejo |
Que ya no salgo con ellos que no he vuelto a parrandear |
Que se lamentan de mi pobre circunstancia |
Que amor de larga distancia siempre suele terminar |
Y me aconsejan que mi olvide de esta historia |
Que vuelva a salir con Gloria que no me puede olvidar |
O en su defecto que me consiga una novia |
Mejor si es operadora del servicio regional |
Y hablo contigo hasta la alborada y me imagino que eres mi almohada |
Y sigo hablando y no pasa el tiempo y al fin se acaban mis sufrimientos |
Y no me importa si están oyendo que todos sepan cuanto te quiero |
Y que me importa si esta cruzada que el mundo sepa de esta llamada |
Te llamo de la casa la oficina y desde el carro |
De la tienda de la esquina y desde celular prestado |
Comprando las tarjetas del servicio prepagado |
O espero a que me llames que me sale regalado |
Y no me importa si estan oyendo que todos sepan cuanto te quiero |
Y que me importa si esta cruzada que el mundo sepa de esta llamada |
Que el mundo sepa de esta llamada que no me importa si esta cruzada |
(translation) |
Every night at the end of the day |
That I look for you like crazy and that I can't find you |
Then in my room contemplating your portrait |
And waiting for your call I start to despair |
And you called me and I thought that nothing |
That I couldn't fall asleep anymore because I was thinking about you |
Don't do this to me alone until dawn |
And to the heat of your memories I can't resist |
And I talk to you until dawn and I imagine that you are my pillow |
And I keep talking and time doesn't pass and finally my sufferings are over |
And I don't care if they're hearing let everyone know how much I love you |
And what do I care if this crusade that the world knows about this call |
Already my friends criticize me that I'm old |
That I no longer go out with them that I have not partyed again |
Who lament my poor circumstance |
That long distance love always ends |
And they advise me to forget about this story |
That I go out with Gloria again, she can't forget me |
Or failing her that she get me a girlfriend |
Better if you are a regional service operator |
And I talk to you until dawn and I imagine that you are my pillow |
And I keep talking and time doesn't pass and finally my sufferings are over |
And I don't care if they're hearing let everyone know how much I love you |
And what do I care if this crusade that the world knows about this call |
I call you from the house the office and from the car |
From the corner store and from a borrowed cell phone |
Buying prepaid service cards |
Or I wait for you to call me that comes as a gift |
And I don't care if they're listening let everyone know how much I love you |
And what do I care if this crusade that the world knows about this call |
Let the world know about this call that I don't care if it's crossed |