Cachito de Retrato

One day I broke the portrait that caused me so much harm
and I kept it jealously without being able to throw it away
I would take out a little piece to think of you
just out of the habit I have of suffering.

Little piece of portrait, little piece of my love
cut of your mouth, that kissed me so much
little piece of your hair, your eyes, your nose
I look at everything a little without ever seeing you.

The day I was sad, I wanted to see you again
little pieces of portrait, how eagerly I glued them
for greater sadness, it was missing in my collection
the part that formed your black heart.

Little piece of portrait, little piece that I loved
little piece of your mouth, that always lied to me
little piece of your hair, your eyes, your nose