La Lampara

Woe is me for a love
That I lost
Oh my God, here I am
I wish to die and not exist
Not exist like a withered flower

Sadly my tired eyelids cry
Seeing that the lamp has gone out
That illuminated my love with great spirit
When you appeared most innocent

But seeing how unfriendly you are
And how kind you are to me
My pupils no longer find tears
To cry for my loneliness

Sadly my tired eyelids cry
Seeing that the lamp has gone out
Seeing that the lamp has gone out
That illuminated my love with great spirit
When you appeared most innocent

But seeing how unfriendly you are
And how kind you are to me
My pupils no longer find tears
To cry for my loneliness