Me Mata La Melancolia

I, I haven't been able to forget that woman
Who buried a thousand thorns in my skin
And I will resurrect if one day I see her again
I don't know why

I loved her, as the children of God should love
But life is so absurd and she left
That one morning I woke up and she wasn't there
I don't know why, I don't know, I don't know

Now she flies through a different world
Where my life doesn't exist
And I have never seen her again
I wonder if she remembers
This man who loves her

I wonder if her gaze has changed
Or her way of styling her hair
I wonder if the breezes
Will one day tell me
About the scent of her soul

What do I do if melancholy kills me?
What do I do with this anguish that has been so mine?
What do I do if one day I find her again?

And what do I do if melancholy kills me?
What do I do with this anguish that has been so mine?
What do I do if one day I find her again?

And I will be here, waiting for her
To talk about love and feel her skin
And I will be here, waiting for her
To talk about love and feel her womanly skin

(And as long as I live, I will keep waiting for you, my love)

Finally, I received a letter that spoke to me
About the woman who is life to me
And the one who writes to me says she has another love
And she killed me

Friend, if one day you see her, tell her about this song
If one day you find her, ask her if she loved me
If one day you see her, ask her if she is happy today
I will be here

And tell her to come back into my life
That her past doesn't matter
That her photos, her memories
Have healed my wounds
And she will know that I still love her

I would swear she goes to church on Sundays
That sometimes she dreams of me
I would swear that my life
Is tied to her destiny
But where is she hiding?

What do I do if melancholy kills me?
What do I do with this anguish that has been so mine?
What do I do if one day I find her again?

What do I do if melancholy kills me?
What do I do with this anguish that has been so mine?
What do I do if one day I find her again?

And I will be here, waiting for her
To talk about love and feel her skin
And I will be here, waiting for her
To talk about love and feel her womanly skin

What do I do if melancholy kills me?
What do I do with this anguish that has been so mine?
What do I do if one day I find her again?

What do I do if melancholy kills me?
What do I do with this anguish that has been so mine?
What do I do if one day I find her again?

And what do I do if melancholy kills me?
What do I do with this anguish that has been so mine?