Cenizas

After so much
Bearing the pain
Of feeling your forgetfulness
After everything
My poor heart
Gave you
Has come back to see me
So that I know
Of your misfortune
Because of the bitterness
Of a love like
The one you gave me
I won't be able to
Forgive or give you what you gave me
You must know
That from a dead affection
There is no resentment
And if you intend
To stir up the ruins
That you yourself made
Only ashes
You will find of everything
That was my love
I won't be able to
Forgive or give you what you gave me
You must know
That from a dead affection
There is no resentment
And if you intend
To stir up the ruins
That you yourself made
Only ashes
You will find of everything
That was my love