Horas de Amor
Felipe Pinglo alva
Hours of Love
The convent garden
Reminds me of the past
Its beautiful fountain
Has filled me with gloom
The fountain that’s there
Is a witness to my longing
To win over my love
Innocent and mystical beauty
Like light seeks the truth
Even when it weighs them down
I’ll live with clarity
Bathed in her glow
To tell the world
That I loved her with all my soul
That our romance was pure
I adored her with wild dreams
So were the hours that
Inspired by her image
I’ve lived obsessed
In the warmth of her gaze
Today when they don’t want me
Or offer me their favors
Living is a torment
I feel so tired
In this battle of love
