Añoranzas

I started to look at the garden of my life
I looked at flowers for you and couldn't take you
Longing, I relived
that time so happy and without being able to complain.

Distance that with time
unravels memories
and the tree lost its leaves
time undressed it
I feel it won't come back
God, I think so.

But hope says
you will see it if you wait for it
and I haven't gotten used yet
to walk without you.

So many promises of love (Repeat)
that people throw at me
and I knowing it wasn't me.

And now if I found myself
without your will
wandering and without love
what am I going to do.

Or maybe she loves me,
maybe she hates me,
I can't resist it
and blushes are just memories
light, star, nights are
love poems
what is love?
I ask as a lover.

It is living the present
remembering people
it is longing for the past (Repeat).

To the right of pain is sorrow
and to the left is the heart
beating as I say I wait for you,
I see a torrential rain
an excuse to avoid
don't leave quickly.

January flower buds
that don't know my verses
that were muses long ago
and now make me sick with love
we long for the good things
that tend to die
they say an old song
is better than a recent one
but when the recent one leaves
then it's better too.

I can't quite understand
but I do understand
that I was your past
I am your present, I am your desire.

And longings are just memories
a thousand questions revolve around me.

Or maybe she loves me,
maybe she hates me,
I can't resist it
because the jealousy
of whoever takes my place today
will be eternal
as eternal as loving is
what is love?
I ask as a lover.

It is living the present
remembering people
it is longing for the past (Repeat).