Cinzas

Chilly longing mistreats me from this ungrateful
That doesn't leave my mind
Cease my torment, truce to my pain
Residue of my sad love

Harsh is my great torment
I have the scars of suffering in my soul
God, have compassion on this wretch
Kill my sorrows... Why suffer like this
If she doesn't return?

This poor love that once flourished
Like all love that is weak, died
Oh, but I can't forget her, no
The longing is enormous in my heart

Verses that the strength of this love I sang
Lyre of a poet that I vibrated dreaming
Ashes, all ashes I see at last
Of this enormous longing that resides in me

Dead to the bitterness of forgetfulness
In an ebony moment of passion
There is a heart that suffered many pains
A poor heart that is mine

Inside my troubled soul
There is a sphinx framing many frailties
God for what reason my sorrows,
My pain don't flee from my soul
Like love fled