Noche y día

I spend night and day
thinking if destiny
will separate me from you.
I've spent many nights crying
and I console myself saying this:

On that day, the butterflies won't come
with their delicate wings
to settle among the flowers.
On that day, there won't be a ray of joy
because they know that on that day
you have stopped loving me.

And that night there won't be
lyrical extravagances
of heartfelt songs,
of enamored pierrots,
and on the day you stop being mine
spring won't sing
this eternal melody.
That night and that day
spring won't sing
this eternal melody.

Inconsolable - Rafael Hernández

The much that I suffered
for that ungrateful woman
she will never know,
I'd rather die.
Think that she will mock
my deep affection
because she knows that in the world
I won't be able to love anyone else.

Ah, ah, ah, ah,
I don't know why I love her,
ah, ah, ah, ah,
I don't know why
so much suffering, so much crying.

I went to the seashore
and the waves told me
that you no longer loved me
that I should stop crying,
that you had already forgotten
all my love
and that you had left
never to return.

Ah, ah, ah, ah,
I don't know why I love her,
ah, ah, ah, ah,
I don't know why
so much suffering, so much crying.