Amiga Soledad

I know that her memory
does me no good,
it only hurts me
to think about her love...

I remember well her eyes
as if saying goodbye
and without a word
her image left...

And what can I do if she left from here
and all that's left for me is the cold solitude...

Tell me why she left if I adored her
answer me, friend solitude,
if something was missing, it wasn't love,
that's what I gave her too much of...

I remember well her eyes,
as if saying goodbye
and without a word,
her image left...

And what can I do if she left from here
and all that's left for me is the cold solitude...

Tell me why she left if I adored her
answer me, friend solitude,
if something was missing, it wasn't love,
that's what I gave her too much of...

I want to know where I failed
I would like to know what I did wrong
Or if maybe I made a mistake,
by giving my life without thinking...

Answer me...