Mi Amigo

Why do you have dark circles this afternoon,
Where were you? love in the early morning,
When I looked for your cowardly paleness,
In the sunless snow of the pillow.

You have the cold line of your lips,
Cold from some sinful kiss,
A kiss that I don't know who gave you,
But I'm sure you've received.

That black velvet turns you into a brunette,
The outline of your eyes like good wheat,
That blue vein, a map condemns you,
To the whip of honey of my punishment.

And why did you cause me this pain,
If you know, oh! Love, you know very well,
That you are my friend, my friend.

You have the cold line of your lips,
Cold from some sinful kiss,
A kiss that I don't know who gave you,
But I'm sure you've received.

That black velvet turns you into a brunette,
The outline of your eyes like good wheat,
That blue vein, a map condemns you,
To the whip of honey of my punishment.

And why did you cause me this pain,
If you know, oh! Love, you know very well,
That you are my friend, my friend.
My friend.