La Duda (Milonga-relato)
Ruben Alberto Benegas
The Doubt (Milonga-story)
How did I know? I will tell you
I lived spying on a doubt
Trace of a silent mockery that I tracked for a long time
Doubt that I exchanged until I discovered it
And when I met it, I wanted, I wanted to unknow it
Deny it with shouts, not see it, take it out of me
I had a doubt about Almada without seeing or finding another proof
Just a smile from Eva and a deep look
I didn't hear them say anything but the silence spoke the same
He with a sensual look and she, undecided and smiling
Casually folded the edges of the apron
After that silent scene I saw between Almada and Eva
I never found another proof that surpassed my doubt
The raw suspicion always tormented my being
And tempted to know one day I made a plot
And I discovered to my lady the falseness of love
Once I killed a colt and something crossed my mind
I stained my knife with the blood until the 's'
I jumped on the golden one and galloped away
I arrived at the querencia with the knife in hand
As if rehearsed beforehand, I secretly spoke to her
Take it, clean it because right there on the slope
I fought with my friend Almada and as a man I killed him
I left him belly up for being indecent and loose
Because the villain told me that you were unfaithful with me
That your affection was for him and for your love I fought him
She took the knife alarmed and on the red part
She covered the blade with kisses saying desperately
This is Almada's blood and Almada is my only love
Me swallowing the bitterness and she crying for the lover
We shared the same pain in that moment
I told her, I found the colt broken from the overa
And so that he wouldn't suffer, I skinned him with this
For him, I lived carelessly, if there is a wound here
It's the one you have caused me by knowing you belong to Almada
Because there is no worse stab than losing you
Doubt that lives hidden, it's better not to clarify it
Many times by knowing it, one cries all their life
Always a known doubt opens a scar
A truth in a flash darkened my past
Because while I lived deceived, I was the happiest man