El Amor

But, the years go by
things are very different
what was wine today is ink
what was skin today is cloth
what was true today deceit.
Everything is hardship and sorrow
I am amazed by the laws
I am very confused
and it is my great clumsiness
to seek relief in my song.

Times fly by
and things are changing.
I grew up in the sweet wheat
the sowing was punishing
the harvest was dwindling
hope was left truncated.
People never know
what tomorrow awaits them...
what tomorrow awaits them
people never know.

I entered the carnation of love.
Blinded by its colors
I was tied by the splendors
of such a favored flower.
Proud of my passion
left a wound bleeding
which I cry very moved
in the garden of oblivion.
The carnation has not reciprocated.
What tears so lost!

Life gives me fear
I am frightened by indifference
the hand of harshness
has tied this blind knot to me.

Strength has consumed me
and tormented my soul
for me what they call calm
is a meaningless word.
The sun dries the fallow
leaves it like the thorn
it pierces me with dark malice
if I step on this hard bed.

I walk for a moment
the streets aimlessly
I see that I am in the world
with nothing but the soul in the body.

Miseries and treacheries
tie my thoughts
between the waters and the wind
I get lost in the distance.

I don't cry just to cry
but to find peace.
My crying is like a plea
that no one wants to hear.