Mi confesion

Friend, my friend, I want to make a confession
of something that I carry torn in my heart,
something very beautiful and at the same time bad
for the soul that gives it bitterness,
friend, my friend,

All my life I was
in love with that woman,
all my life I saw her with eyes of love,
I longed for her, wanted her to be mine,
I did everything I could to have her love,
and today she is marrying another
and today she is marrying another.

When I tried to reach her, she rejected me,
she didn't want to see me, didn't want to know about me,
and she knew I was in love with her
and never gave me the chance I always hoped for.

I ask myself daily what I lacked
to have her love,
and I tell myself simply,
she never wanted you,
she simply never looked inside your heart,
she looked at another heart.

All my life I was
in love with that woman,
all my life I saw her with eyes of love,
I longed for her, wanted her to be mine,
I did everything I could to have her love,
and today she is marrying another
and today she is marrying another.

I ask myself daily
what I lacked to have her love,
and I tell myself simply,
she never wanted you,
she simply never looked inside your heart,
she looked at another heart.