Las Hojas Muertas

With what passion,
you caressed me,
with what passion,
I caressed you.

How much I loved you,
how much you loved me,
how sweet it was,
our love.

But a gray time,
again,
very sadly,
brought to me,
the torment of knowing,
that your love and my love,
are dead leaves.

Music.

For a gray time,
again,
very sadly,
brought to me,
the torment of knowing,
that your love and my love,
are dead leaves.