Nostalgia

I want to drown my heart
To forget a crazy love
That more than love is a suffering
And here I come for that
To erase old kisses
In the kisses of other mouths

If her love was a one-day flower
Why is this cruel concern always mine
I want to raise my glass for both of us
To forget my stubbornness
And yet I remember it

Nostalgia of hearing her crazy laughter
And feeling next to my mouth, like
A fire, her breath
Anguish... Of feeling abandoned
And feeling that another beside her, soon
Soon, will speak to her of love
Brother, I don't want to lower myself
Nor ask, nor beg, nor tell her
That I can't live anymore
From my sad loneliness
I will see the dead roses fall
From my youth

Moan, bandoneon, your tango, gray
Perhaps you too are hurt the same
By some sentimental love
My soul cries like a puppet
Alone and sad on this night
Black night without stars
If the cups bring comfort, here I am
With my sleepless nights
To drown them once and for all
I want to drown my heart
So I can later toast
For the failures of love

Nostalgia of hearing her crazy laughter
And feeling next to my mouth, like
A fire, her breath
Anguish... Of feeling abandoned
And feeling that another beside her, soon
Soon will speak to her of love
Brother, I don't want to lower myself
Nor ask, nor beg, nor tell her
That I can't live anymore
It's my sad loneliness
I will see the dead roses fall
From my youth