Nostalgias

I want to drown my heart
To extinguish a crazy love
That more than love is a suffering...
And here I come for that,
To erase old kisses
In the kisses of other mouths...
If their love was a 'one-day flower'
Why is that cruel concern always mine?
I want to raise my glass for both of us
To forget my stubbornness
And yet I remember it again.

Nostalgias
Of hearing her crazy laughter
And feeling next to my mouth
Like a fire her breath.
Anguish
Of feeling abandoned
And thinking that another beside her
Soon... soon will speak of love...
Brother!
I don't want to lower myself,
Nor ask her, nor cry to her,
Nor tell her that I can't live anymore...
From my sad loneliness I will see
The dead roses of my youth fall.

Moan, bandoneon, your gray tango,
Perhaps you are hurt the same
By some sentimental love...
My soul cries like a puppet
Alone and sad in this night,
Black night without stars...
If the glasses bring comfort
Here I am with my insomnia
To drown them once and for all...
I want to drown my heart
So I can then toast
'For the failures of love'...