Cuartito azul

Blue quartz, sweet abode of my life,
faithful witness of my tender youth,
the hour of sad farewell has come,
you see, everything in the world is restlessness.
I am no longer that dark boy;
from this afternoon I am a gentleman.
However, little room, I swear to you,
I have never been so sad as today.

Little blue room
of my first passion,
you will keep
all my heart.
If ever
the one I loved should return
you will tell her
that I never forgot her.
Little blue quartz,
today I sing you my goodbye.
I will no longer open
your door and your balcony.

Here I lived all my ardent fantasy
and to love I sang with joy;
here it was where my beloved sobbed
reciting Chénier's verses to me.
Perhaps I will have to be proud of
glory and honor such as no one has ever achieved,
but nothing will ever seem to me
as beautiful and as sincere
as you.