Tengo Cansada El Alma

I have a weary soul
From killing time
From walking and walking paths
Looking for a partner.
Today, the things I've lost
Weigh heavily inside me
Because of cowardice, because of fear.

And the doubt is so wide
I feel so small!
That I try to draw it,
Her smile, her hair
And those days together
When the world was ours.

Hopelessly the afternoon
Slips through my fingers.
I have a weary soul
And memories save me.
I even feel nostalgic
For that first love.