Como Un Huracán

She destroyed me with her words. She shattered my faith.
Alone, I remained in the web of yesterday's mistakes.
She a hurricane, and I a lie: what a formula for losing!
What is wanted is not forgotten, but there will never be
hate as cruel as that projected from the past
and makes the present the extension of a fierce
and misguided love, which still hurts our hearts.

I want to set our past on fire and make it disappear.
To see, in the candlelight, the mistakes of my past
turn to dust and ashes, bringing peace to my soul.
To see how the memory heals but not the wound
that is you.

Like a hurricane she came, like a hurricane she went.