Horas de Amor
Felipe Pinglo alva
Hours of Love
The convent garden
Reminds me of the past
Its beautiful fountain
Has filled me with gloom
The fountain that’s there
Is a witness to my longing
To convince you of my love
Innocent and mystical beauty
Like light seeks the truth
Every truth, though it weighs heavy
Must shine brightly
Treasured in its glimmers
To tell the world
That I loved her with all my soul
That our romance was pure
I adored her with wild dreams
So were the hours
Inspiring me with your image
I've lived obsessed
In the warmth of your gaze
Today, as they no longer guide me
Or offer me their love
Living is a torment
I feel so weary
In this battle of love
