Canción del olvido
Francisco Brancatti
Song of Forgetting
Recited:
Next to the picture of the man,
whom I loved most in the world,
immersed in deep pain,
that’s how a woman sang:
In the fatal cup of my anguish,
I search in vain to drink forgetfulness,
because just like a wounded bird,
I can no longer flap my wings.
How many years of absence and you haven’t returned,
maybe it’s just not convenient for you,
and yet you’re the father of a kid
who’s calling for you non-stop.
You don’t know
how beautiful it is,
today, because if you see it,
you’ll be surprised,
you’d see how well
he says daddy.
I’ll forget
your bad deed
and from the heart,
I’ll welcome you,
with the forgiveness
that I’m eager to give you.
It’s not possible to live so sadly,
given over to the cruelest torment,
I need your words of encouragement,
your looks and kisses from yesterday.
Return to me the lost joy,
coming back to my side,
since the fruit of our sin
has come to sing my love.