Amor de Lejos

Without disguise
I'm all horn
I ask you;
your being retains
meters of hell
that I gave you yesterday.

My love leaves you
for being wicked,
for being a coward;
better go and come back in the afternoon
because I repeat to you
that the myth
you carry within you is too much.

Long distance love
is to be considered,
do not think anymore;
look for the leader
who will have
your fateful warmth.
When you find him
don't change for me,
I won't hear your pleas,
because for my pure tastes
new affections
for my deliveries
will come to me.

Always remember
that you are worth little
as a woman;
no one will argue
that you are very foolish
with your love.

And I repeat to you
that my bald
and tremendous pride
that once was so yours,
without more or less
a toast
if it happens again