Devolvi

I returned the cord and the gold medal
And everything he gave me
I returned your love letters
And the lying oaths with which he deceived me

I returned the ring
And also his portrait
Not to see your smile
In the silence of my room

I didn't want to keep anything as a souvenir
So as not to increase my suffering
I returned everything, I just couldn't return it
The excruciating longing that embitters my life

I returned the ring
And also his portrait
Not to see your smile
In the silence of my room