Ay de Mi, Ay de Ti

And I who was back
from all the goings
with the wounded soul,
I love you, you see.
I'll be whatever you prefer,
your light or your shadow
or perhaps a rug
kissing your feet.

Oh you, oh me,
neither you nor I are guilty,
unhappy, crazy
who fell into this love
that is an unforgivable mistake
oh you, oh me.

And you who always said
to be intelligent
not like those people
who die of love.
So you will know that the rose
is rose because it's beautiful
and not because it
breathes a flower.

Oh you, oh me,
neither you nor I are guilty,
unhappy, crazy
who fell into this love
that is an unforgivable mistake
oh you, oh me.

Life is the spoiled one,
ferocious dictatorship
of a creature
that plays at commanding.
Neither you nor I are nobody,
nor do we make history
for we are the scum
that can still burn.

Oh you, oh me,
neither you nor I are guilty,
unhappy, crazy
who fell into this love
that is an unforgivable mistake
oh you, oh me.