Me Volví Viejo

I got old from waiting for you so much
I got old waiting for your love
I got old and I won't be able to forget you
What fault does the heart have in this

If we could erase with our hands
So many memories of youth
We would never have to cry as old people
The consequences of ingratitude

I got old from waiting for you so much
I got old waiting for your love
I got old and I won't be able to forget you
What fault does the heart have in this

If we could erase with our hands
So many memories of youth
We would never have to cry as old people
The consequences of ingratitude

Why do we have to carry on our backs
The heavy burden of ingratitude
As punishment for having loved
If love was what Jesus preached

That's why today, old like those books
That aged without finding a reader
Step by step I go on my way
Murmuring under my sad song

I got old from waiting for you so much
I got old waiting for your love
I got old and I won't be able to forget you
Why do we blame the heart for this