Cenizas

After so much
Bearing the pain
Of feeling your forgetfulness
After everything
My poor heart
Gave you
Has come back to see me
So that I know
Of your misfortune
Because of the bitterness of a love
Just like the one you gave me

I will no longer
Be able to forgive or give you
What you gave me
You must know
That from a dead affection
There is no resentment
And if you intend
To stir up the ruins
That you yourself made
You will only find ashes
Of all that was my love

I will no longer
Be able to forgive or give you
What you gave me
You must know
That, in a dead affection
There is no resentment
And if you intend
To stir up the ruins
That you yourself made
You will only find ashes
Of all that was my love
You will only find ashes
Of all that was my love