Nostalgias

I want to drown my heart
To extinguish a crazy love
That more than love is a suffering...
And here I come for that,
To erase old kisses
In the kisses of other mouths.
If their love was a one-day flower,
Why is that cruel concern always mine?
I want, for both of us, to raise my glass
To forget my stubbornness,
And yet I remember it again.

Nostalgias...
To hear her crazy laughter
And feel next to my mouth
Like a fire her breath...
Anguish...
To feel abandoned
And think that another by her side
Soon, soon will speak to her of love...
Brother,
I don't want to lower myself
Or ask her or cry to her
Or tell her that I can't live anymore.
From my sad solitude
I will see the dead roses fall
From my youth.

Moan, bandoneon, your gray tango
Perhaps you are hurt the same
By some sentimental love...
My soul cries like a puppet
Alone and sad in this night,
Black night without stars.
If the drinks bring comfort,
Here I am with my insomnia
To drown them once again.
I want to drown my heart
To then be able to toast
For the failures of a love.