Los Dos Amantes

Brunette with eyes so black, like my luck
Look at me even if with them you give me death

You give me the ungrateful death without remembering
That I live in the world to love you
To adore you

Which of the two lovers suffers more sorrows
The one who leaves or the one who stays
The one who stays, stays crying
And the one who leaves, leaves sighing

Come out, girl, to your window, don't be ungrateful
Come out to listen to my serenade
The serenade of the being who adores you
Don't you see that this man cries for your soul

Brunette with eyes black like my luck
With those red lips, you give me death
Raise your eyes and look at me
Don't be ungrateful, don't be like this

They say goodbyes are not felt
Tell whoever tells you that, that's a lie
Ungrateful lie of a being who is adored
When you love, you even cry