En Esta Tarde Gris

How much I feel like crying on this gray afternoon!
In its patter, the rain speaks of you...
Remorse of knowing
That because of me, never,
Life, I will never see you.
My eyes, when closed, see you just like yesterday,
Trembling, as I plead once again for my love...
And today it's your voice that returns to me
In this gray afternoon!

Come
—sadly you told me,
That in this solitude
My soul can't take it anymore...
Come
And have mercy on my pain,
For I am tired of crying for you,
Suffering and waiting for you
And always speaking alone
To my heart.
Come,
For I love you so much,
That if you don't come today
I will be drowned in tears...
No,
I can't live like this,
With this love embedded in me
Like a curse.

I didn't understand your desperation
And happily I left on the wings of another love...
How lonely and sad I felt
When I saw myself so far away
And realized my deception!
My eyes, when closed, see you just like yesterday,
Trembling, as I plead once again for my love...
And today it's your voice that bleeds in me,
In this gray afternoon!