Lágrimas del alma
Miguel Aceves Mejía
Tears of the soul
After a rainy day
The sky darkens
That's where it begins
I sigh deeply.
I remember that afternoon
Of our farewell
Because it was a day like this
That I won't be able to forget.
That's why when it rains
I fill myself with memories
And with sadness I wait
For the horrible loneliness.
The tears of the soul
Resemble this rain;
The night with its cloak
Will have its day of light.
Submerged in lethargy
The thought pleads
For our sky to clear up
And to be happy again.
