Hate Me
Oh, hate me out of pity, I beg you
Hate me without measure or mercy
I want hate more than indifference
Oh, because hate wants less than forgetting
If you hate me, I will be convinced
That you loved me, if there is love with persistence
But keep in mind, according to experience
That only what is loved is hated
Only what is loved, only what is loved
Only what is loved is hated
That what is loved, what is loved
Only what is loved is hated
It is worth more to suffer what I have suffered
Than to contemplate your weak beauty
Think that at the bottom of the grave
We will wear the same garment
If you hate me, I will be convinced
That you loved me, if there is love with persistence
But keep in mind, according to experience
That only what is loved is hated
Only what is loved, only what is loved
Only what is loved is hated
That what is loved, and what is loved
Only what is loved is hated
