Corazón

Sweetheart, you're lying to me...
Heart, why are you crying?
Can't you see that I'm dying
of this sorrow to your beat.
If you know that she is no longer mine,
that she has given herself to other arms,
do not faint yet,
be constant like me.
Give me your heartbeat
that I want to pluck
this flower of oblivion
that she has set
on my evil.

Heart,
do not call her
nor implore her,
that of your loves
you have never deserved
so much humiliation.
I believe in God
and life,
with its twists and turns,
I know that on my knees
will bring her to my doors
to ask for forgiveness.

You will see, when she returns
and in her footsteps she brings faith,
that my hope is not crazy,
that I did not weep for her in vain.
I will have in my mouth a kiss
for her desolation
and my hands the caresses
that give her forgiveness.
But if she does not come
I don't want to live!
And in my sad night
without a reproach
I will know how to die...