Cuando Muere Un Amor

When a love dies,
It's better to walk,
Towards the opposite side,
Of the storm.

Because if you look back,
You might never,
Want to leave.

Like you and like me,
We have an abundance of courage,
And we break the rules,
Of the game, the two of us.

Because starting over,
Is useless, there's nothing,
That eases your love.

And if we talk again,
Treat me with the same coldness,
With which you say goodbye,
To feel that there's nothing left.

And if I try to kiss you,
You reject me again,
And you do the same as today,
And you remind me that your love has died.