Morto Por Dentro

This body of mine that you see wandering
Is my shadow that today is worth less than nothing
Alive on the outside, dead inside, I'm a scrap
That after being used, was thrown away by the roadside
That ungrateful one used my body as much as she could
My money, my health, and my youth
When weariness froze life, she abandoned me
Without asking if I would live only with longing

Dead inside, alive on the outside
A smoke that I am now
Because those who see me, now ignore
A strong man that I once was

I worked so hard for the sustenance of your luxury
I grew tired and she, young, always more beautiful
I couldn't keep up with her outings anymore
And I became a great burden in her life
Don't stone me if you find me in the gutters
Don't offer me a drink in a filthy bar
Because of her who destroyed everything I had
I am now a grain of sand smaller than the world