Sleeping With The Telephone
Dormir con el teléfono
By reba mcentire & faith hill · Writer: Reba Mcentire & Faith Hill
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Translation by Alejandra Mida
Original lyrics
I knew who he was when I took his name
But some how knowing is just not the same late at night
He knows the danger but he does what he does
He calls it duty but I call it love
So here I am while he’s gone to some foreign land
And I cry ‘cause I’m all alone
And the nights get so cold and long
And I try not to think he won’t come home
But I’m sleeping with the telephone
The yellow ribbon on my neighbor’s gate
Always reminds me that someone’s awake just like me
I hear the sirens and I watch the news
He laughs and leaves with his gun and his blue uniform
And I pray God keeps him safe from harm
And I cry ‘cause I’m all alone
And the nights get so cold and long
And I try not to think he won’t come home
But I’m sleeping with the telephone
I lose him in my darkest dreams
And my blood runs cold and my heart skips a beat
So I get up, I can’t take anymore
And sometimes I hate how much I love him
But everyday I love him more
And I try not to think he won’t come home
But I’m sleeping with the telephone
Something wakes me from where he should be
I reach for him, the telephone rings
But some how knowing is just not the same late at night
He knows the danger but he does what he does
He calls it duty but I call it love
So here I am while he’s gone to some foreign land
And I cry ‘cause I’m all alone
And the nights get so cold and long
And I try not to think he won’t come home
But I’m sleeping with the telephone
The yellow ribbon on my neighbor’s gate
Always reminds me that someone’s awake just like me
I hear the sirens and I watch the news
He laughs and leaves with his gun and his blue uniform
And I pray God keeps him safe from harm
And I cry ‘cause I’m all alone
And the nights get so cold and long
And I try not to think he won’t come home
But I’m sleeping with the telephone
I lose him in my darkest dreams
And my blood runs cold and my heart skips a beat
So I get up, I can’t take anymore
And sometimes I hate how much I love him
But everyday I love him more
And I try not to think he won’t come home
But I’m sleeping with the telephone
Something wakes me from where he should be
I reach for him, the telephone rings
Translation
Yo sabía quién era cuando tomé su nombre
Pero de alguna forma saber que no es lo mismo la noche
Él conoce el peligro, pero él hace lo que hace
Él lo llama deber, sino yo lo llamo amor
Así que aquí estoy, mientras que él se ha ido a algún país extranjero
Y lloro porque estoy solo
Y las noches se ponen tan fríos y largos
Y trato de no pensar que no volverá a casa
Pero me voy a dormir con el teléfono
La cinta amarilla en la puerta de mi vecino
Siempre me recuerda que alguien está despierto como yo
Oigo las sirenas y veo las noticias
Se ríe y se va con la pistola y el uniforme azul
Y ruego a Dios que lo mantiene a salvo de cualquier daño
Y lloro porque estoy solo
Y las noches se ponen tan fríos y largos
Y trato de no pensar que no volverá a casa
Pero me voy a dormir con el teléfono
Lo pierdo en mis sueños más oscuros
Y me hiela la sangre y el corazón me da un vuelco
Así que me levanto, no puedo aguantar más
Y a veces me gusta cómo lo amo
Pero cada día lo quiero más
Y trato de no pensar que no volverá a casa
Pero me voy a dormir con el teléfono
Algo me despierta de donde debería estar
Llego para él, suena el teléfono
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