Rendido

Sorrow... that twists me in its fingers...
Fear... that cannot be appeased...
Sorrow is your memory and my nostalgia
and this hopeless love that does me so much harm.
Fear of the spell of your eyes
that has entered my soul like a curse.
Rage of knowing I've been abandoned
and to surrender myself tied to the memory of your love.

I don't ask you to come back,
I do not ask for mercy.
I tremble at the horror of calling you
and knowing that you won't come.
I cry in silence the torment
of not being able to forget you
and I am hurt by the anguish
of never seeing you again.

Crying... that brings me to my knees in defeat...
Alone... in front of my hard truth...
I feel it's useless for me to cry out
my pain and my torment that no one will hear.
I feel that your atrocious indifference
is the hand of destiny that wounds without mercy
and it is my heart that surrenders,
without forgiveness and without defense, punished for loving.