Cuando tú no estás

When you're not here

Alone on the road of my destiny
without the shelter of your gaze,
I'm like a bird that on the way
broke the strings of its song.

The resplendent dawn is born,
clear morning, beautiful rose bush,
the star shines, the fountain sings,
life laughs, because you're here.

When you're not here, the flower doesn't perfume,
if you leave, the mist surrounds me;
the thrush, the fountain, and the stars
lose their allure for me.

When you're not here, my hope dies,
if you leave, my illusion goes away.
Hear my lament, which I trust to the wind,
everything is pain when you're not here.