Many times I told you
That before doing it you had to think very well
That this union of us
He needed flesh and desire too
That it was not enough that you understood me
And that you died for me
That it was not enough that in my failures
I took refuge in you
And now you see what happened ³, at last he was born
As the years go by
The tremendous fatigue
That it already provokes in you
And although it is painful, you don't have to say
For my part I hoped that one day time
Would take care of the end, if that were not the case
I would have continued playing to make you happy
And although Crying is bitter, think about the years
That you have to live
That my pain is no less and the worst thing
I can no longer feel
And now try to conquer with vain desire
This lost time
That leaves us defeated, without being able to know
That which they call love to live
To live