Desde El Alma
Francisco Canaro
From the Soul
Soul, if you have been hurt so much,
Why do you resist forgetting?
Why do you prefer
To cry for what you have lost,
To search for what you have wanted,
To call for what has died?
You live needlessly sad
And I know you never deserved
To pay with sorrows
The guilt of being good,
As good as you were
For love.
It was what once began,
What later ceased to be.
What in the end
Because of a mistake
Became a bitter night for the heart.
Leave those letters!
Return to your old illusion!
Next to the pain
That opens a wound
Life arrives
Bringing another love.
Soul, do not close your window
To the happy morning sun.
Do not despair,
For the dearest dream
Is the one that hurts us most,
Is the one that hurts the most.
You live needlessly sad
And I know you never deserved
To pay with sorrows
The guilt of being good,
As good as you were
For love.
