Qué risa

What a laugh!
To think that I entrusted my whole life to you,
the mate, the catrera
and yesterday's marroco.
Chirola
of a miserable change that is forgotten,
I brought you back to life
and you were my wife.
What a laugh...
To look at your fainting smile
and your worn mouth,
begging me for a corner.
You wimp,
you scratched my left side.
and I'm biting myself with anger
for such cruel unreason.

When the sun shone on you with its joy,
I grew smaller and smaller out of sheer self-consciousness,
until one day my world got in your way.
and then, resigned, I said: