Angustia de Vivir

I carry in my burning chest a passion
Like a withered flower my heart

I seek the warm kisses you gave me
To calm the anguish of my life

Don't let my poor soul suffer anymore
In the perpetual passion of my pain

Being the very star of my existence
It doesn't matter if my life dies for you

Being the very star of my existence
It doesn't matter if my life dies for you