Amor Perdido

Lost love,
If as they say it's true that you live
Happy without me.

Live happily,
Maybe other arms will give you the luck
That I didn't give you.

Today I convince myself
That on your part you were never mine
Nor I yours.

Neither you for me, nor I for you
It was all a game, nothing more than in the bet
I put and lost.

It was a game
And I lost, that's my luck
And I pay because I'm a good player.

You live happier,
That's your luck
What else can a troubadour tell you.

Live peacefully
It's not necessary that when you pass by
You say goodbye.

I am wounded
And by my mother, I swear I don't abhor you
Nor hold a grudge.

On the contrary, together with you
I applaud pleasure and love
Long live pleasure and long live love.

Now I am free
I want whoever wants me, long live love