Azedume

Take this bitterness from my chest
And with respect treat my pain;
If today without you I suffer so much,
You have in my tears the certainty of a love;

I know that one day, the rose of bitterness
Will wither because of a smile from you;
Then, the usury that once suffocated my joy
Will be what died;
Then, the usury that once suffocated my joy
Will be what died;

Give me another illusion
For my passion you no longer buy with your gaze,
Take away that fake smile
Or speak now that you understand my suffering;

The tear that falls from my chest
Is rightful, for I know you have someone else;
But I ask that if one day you think of bringing me your looks,
Do it because it suits you;
I ask that if one day you think of bringing me your looks,
Do it because it suits you.