Mal Herido
Gilberto Santa Rosa
Badly Wounded
Yes, she left
I know it very well
please don't remind me of it
I shouldn't have loved her like that
I should have never trusted her with my heart
But she was so beautiful that I couldn't
resist her perfume,
I immediately gave her all my love
Having her in my arms for a moment
even if it was to comfort her
was the drop that overflowed my cup
Today when I hear by mistake
a voice like her voice
I feel a lump in my throat
that tears my soul in two
and it's the edge of pain
butterflies of goodbye
that by fluttering their wings
cut off my breath
I don't know if I'll last
as badly wounded as I am