Mi Mala Estrella

I ask every night
the star that watches over you
if flowers of betrayals grow
in the garden of your life

Oh, oh with my bad luck
playing with my pain
it seems to say yes,
it seems to say no

I don't want to ask you for anything
but unintentionally I ask you
when you want me to die
give me the dagger of your forgetfulness

Oh, oh with my courage
that had been so little
I'm not afraid of anything
like I fear your forgetfulness

Last night I had a dream
that made me think
I dreamt I gathered snow
near your rosebush

Oh, oh I'm superstitious,
thinking about that dream
Don't gather snow again
or the rosebush will perish
dreaming of roses and snow
usually brings misfortune