Lidia

Cowardly in this world of living
Without happiness; no comfort or pleasure

I who have dreamed of being the happiest man
Today I suffer disappointments that torment my existence

In the darkness of my nights when dreaming
I saw your image next to me

I felt your voice; I felt you speaking I don't know what
But it was all a dream, just a dream
I'm tired of suffering so much torment
I no longer feel my heart beating

And that's why, oh, lidia of my soul!
Give me back the calm by telling me yes

If I'm awake your image obsesses me
Even in dreams I feel you talking

But then upon waking your image evaporates
How nice to be dreaming; how sad to wake up