Ajeno

I feel like crying,
if with tears I want to drown,
this pain that kills me,
the pain will finish me,
what should I do to forget,
this love that takes me away.

I love him with passion,
his pain is my pain
and he tells me he loves me.
And despite he is my love
and inspires my song,
I miss him, miss him a lot.

Foreign, that's my sorrow.
Foreign, oh what a terrible sentence.
Foreign, that's my sorrow.
Foreign, what suffering and dilemma.

Music.

(Repeat).