Memoria de Una Vieja Canción
Horacio Guarany
Memory of an Old Song
This sunless day is only mine
So cold it hits my windows
An old song on my guitar
An old song is unforgettable
It's the same one that once brought us together
On the distant beaches of your old country
And as autumn sees its leaves fall
It comes to me and wets me
With its gray drizzle
Why do I not forget your song?
Is it because I loved you so much?
That here, sitting in this room,
On this same table,
Last night I cried for you
Why do I not forget your song?
If the river goes and never returns?
Eternal clock of the hours,
And that song that cries on my windowpane
Sorrows do not die by dying
Love never dies from forgetfulness
Nor does your smile die in my room
Smoking in the late night, you are with me
With the wounded compass navigating
My sailboat in the smoke of a cigarette
It leans on your distant harbor
It raises its anchors again, but it will not return
Why do I not forget your song?
Is it because I loved you so much?
That here, sitting at this table,
On this same piece of furniture,
Last night I cried for you
Why do I not forget your song?
If the river goes and never returns?
Eternal clock of the hours,
And that song that cries on my windowpane