El desconfiado

Loves you must have had,
loves everywhere,
loves with their knives,
loves with their diamonds.
Loves you must have had.

How do you reach the soul
of the distrustful one
who lives proclaiming
'I haven't been loved'?
That I haven't loved you, yes,
I don't pay attention to you
and even if a hundred years pass
I don't break the bond.

It's true that I'm going to love you
until I forget you.