Tu Sombra
Enrique Santos Discépolo
Your Shadow
Pain that consumes me
Mercilessly.
Pain that I don't deserve
For loving.
Punishment of living
Without being able to forget you.
Your absence is a torment
That tortures without killing.
Your shadow haunts
My endless hours.
Your voice doesn't let me live.
My eyes miss you, my mouth
And my passion invokes you
In the image of god.
There are things that the soul
Never forgets,
No matter how much it wants to forget them...
Your blessed shadow
I carry it within me,
Today more, if possible, than yesterday.
You're in my caresses,
In my skin,
And I'm your prisoner,
Faithful shadow...
If I run after you,
I can't reach you,
And if I flee, it torments me
With your siege, your cruelty!
