[Verse 1]
[Foreign language]
In a worn out picture frame
[Foreign language]
Date is written by your name
[Foreign language]
But I know those lips were red
Ribbon microphone
Early forties CBS
Film and flash and [?] light and such
Give me a photograph that I can touch
[Chorus]
I dreamed I was Lola Beltran
And you were Javier Solis
We were [Foreign language]
While you sang to me
While you sang to me
[Verse 2]
Round and round
Strings are in and out of tune
Real time sound
Captured in the room
[?] is the needle in the groove
So much I miss the record yes prove
[Chorus]
I dreamed I was Lola Beltran
And you were Javier Solis
We were [Foreign language]
While you sang to me
I dreamed I was Lola Beltran
And you were Javier Solis
We were [Foreign language]
While you sang to me
While you sang to me
[Foreign language]