Condena
Enrique Santos Discépolo
Condemnation
I would like to know
What brutal fate
Condemns me to the horror
Of this hell I'm in...
Treated like a vile one,
So I suffer in my mistake
The failure of a longing for love.
Sentenced to the pain
Of knowing, to my detriment,
That you will never be,
Never... not for me.
That you belong to another... and that speaking,
Is to no longer see you,
Is to lose you forever and die.
I have dragged, crying,
The hope of forgetting,
Muddying my soul
In a hundred loves, mercilessly.
Useless dream. I have not been able
No, to forget...
Today like yesterday
Blind and brutal, I burn
In longing for you.
And the worst, the most beastly
Of this endless drama
Is that you don't even know
About my infernal love...
That you have given me your friendship
And he offers me his faith,
And neither suspects my pain...
Who wounded me with this love
That I cannot extinguish?
Who pushes me to kill reason
Like a vile one?
Are it perhaps your eyes?
Or is it your voice that tied me?...
Or in your walk does my love intertwine?