Canción de Lejos

I'm leaving my love, if I am a reason to be forgotten
tell me goodbye, tell me
let the dove on your handkerchief
tell me no, tell me goodbye.

You say no, but your eyes go with me
wherever I go, I'm a little footprint
that goes and comes back like twice
from the river to me, from the sky to you.

How simple
the affection was between you and me
just a handkerchief where the sky you forgot
I forgot, you forgot.

Blue smoke, rising from the firewood
burning, burning me
like the moon that with its absence
they usually see me, burning me.

I am absent, like a wounded dove in one wing
I am suffering, they usually see me
halfway from your handkerchief
looking for you, looking for me.