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Blanco y negro In a worn out picture frame Y en el otro lado The date is written by your name Monochrome But I know those lips were red Ribbon microphone Early forties CBS Film and flash and lens and light and such Give me a photograph that I can touch I dreamed I was Lola Beltrán And you were Javier Solís We were bailando While you sang to me While you sang to me Round and round Strings are in and out of tune Real time sound That was captured in the room Pop and hiss, the needle in the groove So much I miss, the record is the proof I dreamed I was Lola Beltrán And you were Javier Solís Letras de cancionesWe were bailando While you sang to me I dreamed I was Lola Beltrán And you were Javier Solís We were bailando While you sang to me From Letras Mania