Añoranzas

The icy cierzo killed the flowers
That bloomed in my rosebush
And from the times of my loves
Only the railing is lonely and deserted

In the courtyard is the same fountain
That managed to hear my songs
But by its side, with a mournful voice
The cruel winter comes to sing

The swallows that yesterday wove
Their loving nest, full of love
Consulted each other and have already left
Towards other climates of more warmth

The white flakes are burying
Everything beautiful, all the love
And now in the souls is singing
The sad muse, the one of pain

But winter with its sorrows
Will soon end its reign
Those beauties will come again
And the whole world will laugh happily

My delicate flower soul
Has not succumbed to the pain
Because it knows itself adored by you
Because it is always cared for by your love