Tu Retrato
Gilberto Santa Rosa
Your Portrait
Here by my side posing so happily in this picture I kept
Next to your memory.
Here by your side I am watching you laugh as the date
Has been erased with time.
I gave you so much and you, look what happened, in a sad gray frame
The colorless photo.
I have your portrait here but it doesn't speak to me, I touch it
And I look at it but it doesn't speak to me, why would I want, why would I want
A painted picture if it says nothing.
I have your portrait here but it doesn't speak to me of love
I talk to it but it doesn't speak to me, tell me what I gain by keeping
A photo that never speaks to me.
Where do you feel under the cold, where are you, having you trapped here
Sitting here you are, covered by the April sun, looking for you they come
To heaven.
Sitting here I am wanting to relive what with forgetfulness
With its beauty.
I gave you so much and you give me little, and in a sad frame
Gray, your colorless photo.
I have your portrait here but it doesn't speak to me, I touch it
And I look at it but it doesn't speak to me, why would I want a picture
With a face if it says nothing.
I have your portrait here but it doesn't speak to me
Of love, I talk to it but it doesn't speak to me, tell me what I gain by keeping
A photo that never speaks to me.
Where do you feel under the cold, where are you, having you trapped here
If you don't love me.
I have your portrait here but it doesn't speak to me, I touch it
And I look at it but it doesn't speak to me.
I look at it and I look at it from night to morning but it doesn't speak to me
It doesn't say anything