Viola Está Chorando

I carry in my chest such a painful longing
So cruel so bold I can't control it
In my thoughts that wonderful flower
Dark and beautiful flower that left never to return

I remember the nights of songs and poetry
We would go into the night and I would sing just for her
My corner is sad since she left
Because even my guitar cries from missing her

Viola is crying
My heart is crying
My despair, my suffocation
I let out little by little in the magic of the song

Caught in the grip of this impulsive pain
Like a boat adrift, I live for the sake of living
Living without it is like not having the Sun, no
Have shelter
It's much more than a punishment, it's worse than dying

I release my cry, my plea, my lament
Go my song, go in the wind, go to where she is
And ask her to give me my life back
I'm at a dead end, ask her to come back