[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]