El Andariego

I, who was of love a 'bird of passage'
I, who was a butterfly of a thousand flowers,
Today I feel the nostalgia of your arms,
Of those eyes of yours...
Of those loves of yours.

Neither chains nor tears tied me,
But today I want calm and peace;
Forgive my absence, I ask you,
Forgive the wanderer
Who now offers you his heart.

There are absences that triumph
And ours triumphed,
Let's love each other now with the peace
That in other times we lacked.

And when I die,
Neither light, nor tears, nor mourning
Nor anything else...
Here next to my cross,
I only want peace.

Only your heart
If you deny me your love
Take a tear from me for the last time,
In silence you will say a prayer
And by God...
Forget me afterwards.