Blanca Luz / Mi Pobreza
Segundo Rosero
White Light / My Poverty
One morning
In springtime
When the sun
Was shining bright
Another morning
Cool and serene
Was when I saw
You, so beautiful
Today, as fate
Pulls you away from me
After you were
My white light
My verses will be
My dried flowers
That you’ll lay
On my sad grave
When everything
Has come to an end
When forgetfulness
Comes for you
When you have
Another lover, oh!
Don’t forget
That I loved you
I know you look down on me, woman
For my poverty
And I know you’re saying
I’m not worthy of your love
But don’t get too comfortable
Because in life, you’ll cry
Love doesn’t just come
The way you want it to
What do I care
If you look down on my life?
What do I care
If I’m happy in my poverty?
I’ve loved you, woman
I’ve loved you
But today, I’ve come to look down on you.
