Lyrics: Vitas. Heartbeat (Sercebiene).

Com... com... telecom...

The heartbeat of my phone caller...
Lines, bee-lines, pointers and nils...
The fate of attraction was determined by stars in the sky
Not by us - what a pity it is!
The round planet is flying and spinning,
Let's mix it up and meet on Saturday!

Clouds, thunder and
Storms all at once
Are better than nervous waiting
By a phone ring.
Read me by a pager,
By a phone's syllable,
By fax, by e-mail.
Com... com... telecom...
All is complex and simple.
Secrets, questions...
The hieroglyph of love
Is not to be solved.
The weapon of hands.
Ring me up some time!
My planets and comets
Will miss you a little bit.

The heartbeat of my phone caller.
Important or not - you should answer.
The fate of attraction was devised by people,
Astrologers here on Earth.
And people confuse - when we meet
Will you be a Virgo or a Bear?

Clouds, thunder and
Storms all at once
Are better than nervous waiting
By a phone ring.
Read me by a pager,
By a phone's syllable,
By fax, by e-mail.
Com... com... telecom...
All is complex and simple.
Secrets, questions...
The hieroglyph of love
Is not to be solved.
The weapon of hands.
Ring me up some time!
My planets and comets
Will miss you a little bit.