At several hundred kilometers
your voice keep me warmth, just like the sun
and I feel how a harmonic change
composes a song within me.
I know that to go on probably does not sound logical
but I can't forget your magical perfume
and in every call
I just remember that I'm crazy about you...
CHORUS
and the whole world fits inside the phone,
there are no long distances for our love
everything is perfect, if I feel you
so close even though you're so far away...
At several hundred kilometers
my sorrow has a secret to tell you
as soon as we finish this call
my heart will remain thinking of you...
CHORUS (x2)