Angustia

I want peace and I'm so distressed
That boredom already consumes my life
And so that it quickly fades from me
I'll have to sail towards oblivion
I'll have to sail towards oblivion

Since my heart is wounded
Because black sadness unites us more
Either you want my poor being to fade away
Or for the beats in my chest to cease
Or for the beats in my chest to cease

Give me love, as you give me peace
That will alleviate the pain of my agony
If you have pity or have a soul
Give me love, as you give me peace
Give me love, as you give me peace

If you leave the flower of my life withered, you will see with anxiety, impious woman
Breaking my chest wrapped in wave of anguish
If you leave the flower of my life withered; if you leave the flower of my life withered