Amargura

Why do I live?
Why not die?
To live in suffering,
I want death.

They tell of that day
when I arrived in the world
my mother sighed,
left me and went away.

My song is sorrow,
my verses, pain,
my voice is a lament,
punishment from God.

Bitterness fills
my soul
and there's no joyful day,
nor good night.

The night is clear,
just like the day.
I saw before, like never before,
the three Marys.

Star of the sky:
why do you look at me?
Tell me what causes you sorrow
seeing me cry.

For disappointments,
no one is like me.
Harder than stone
I have a heart.

Bitterness fills
my soul
and there's no joyful day,
nor good night.