Herida de Muerte

I who swore I wouldn’t fall in love,
that in my mind I’d beat my heart.

I who, when I met you,
said you were so full of yourself;
I didn’t think I’d made a mistake.

Look, you’ve won the battle,
look, I need your gaze;
today I give you my body,
I’m your slave.

Wounded to death
because Cupid set a trap for me,
my heart has declared itself defeated
because today I’m in love with you.

Wounded to death
even makes me happy to know I’ve lost
because your arrow hit the mark
and look at me loving my enemy.

Look, you’ve won the battle,
look, I need your gaze;
today I give you my body,
I’m your slave.

Wounded to death
because Cupid set a trap for me,
my heart has declared itself defeated
because today I’m in love with you.

Wounded to death
and even makes me happy to know I’ve lost
because your arrow hit the mark
and look at me loving my enemy.

Wounded to death
because Cupid set a trap for me,
my heart has declared itself defeated
and look at me loving my enemy.