Veinte Años
Omara Portuondo
Twenty Years
What does it matter to you that I love you
If you don't love me anymore?
Love, which has already passed
Should not be remembered
I was the illusion of your life -
A distant day already
Today I represent the past
I can't accept it
If the things one desires
Could be achieved
You would love me the same
As twenty years ago
With what sadness we watch
A love that is slipping away
It's a piece of the soul
That is torn away without mercy
If the things one desires
Could be achieved
You would love me the same
As twenty years ago
With what sadness we watch
A love that is slipping away
It's a piece of the soul
That is torn away without mercy
