At several hundred kilometers
your voice can give me warmth, just like a sun
and I feel how a harmonic change
composes a song within me.
I know that to go on does not sound logical
but I don't forget your magical scent
and in this telephonic meeting
I've remembered that I'm crazy about you.
CHORUS
That the whole world fits inside the telephone
that there are no long distances for our love
that everything is perfect when I feel you
so close even when you're so far away.
At several hundred kilometers
my sorrow has a secret to tell you
as soon as you hang up the phone
my heart will remain thinking.
CHORUS (x2)