Flores del alma

Memories of a happy night
that come back to my soul to bloom.
Memories that went away with time,
I sense they come alive again.

Just like that night so far away,
is this night of my bitter loneliness.
The moon over the blue sky shines on you,
like another white moon that I will never see again.

If you want to forget me, let me...
You said the morning I left.
You know that I love you and I will love you
and yours is the love I gave you.

I loved no one as much as I loved you
and as a lover I offered you my heart.
I know that you are lost forever, my soul,
since everything has been only an illusion.

Thus you reproached me, without knowing,
that I pitied your pain,
that when you offered me your love
I was in love with another love.

Do you understand the reason for my departure?
Do you understand my bitterness in my goodbye?
Perhaps with the years you have forgotten me,
but never me!