De Tu Amor

Of your love, only words remain,
but your soul and my heart no longer speak.
Of your love, only flowers remain,
wilted, colorless, without scent or taste.

Of your love, only oblivion remains,
and what you promised, carried away by the wind.
But still, I remember you every night,
amidst thousands of reproaches for the wound it caused.

Of your love, only songs remain,
that were emotions and now are just goodbyes.
Of your love, only an emptiness remains,
that doesn't warm this cold and only holds a betrayal.

Of your love, there is only lost time,
and what you promised I know was never fulfilled.
But still, I remember you every night,
amidst thousands of reproaches for the wound it caused.

Oh, it's gone, gone, gone is your love, only regrets remain,
it's gone, your love is gone, I'm left with a feeling,
and this poor heart that holds what I feel.