Praga

I know the world is whispering
And talking without a clue;
About my life full of sorrow
Because I gave with tenderness
My poor heart to you.

One day, I saw him pass
In a certain neighborhood bar;
I got caught in his gaze
And let myself be enchanted
Just like that, at first sight.

Like a fool, I went to him to tell him how I felt;
I said I liked him,
And he, with a cruel look,
Answered that he didn’t want me.

I raised my eyes to the skies
And cursed him right then;
And with faith, I asked God
To blind his eyes
Like love has blinded me.