Seamos amigos

I don't come looking for you to forgive
If you were the guilty one or if I have been,
Nor do I pretend to throw poison or faults
To the greatest illusion that my mind caressed.
Nor do I come to humiliate myself
Bending my head or begging for mercy,
I only want to look you in the face
To extend to you the hands of cordiality.
 
Thinking thus, of all that you did
Perhaps for my good or for my wrong,
I think it is not noble to hate you
And that it is more manly to forget and forgive.
I loved you like no one else in this world
I have loved you with the most loyal passion,
And you, you stuck a dart in the depths
Of the poor and wretched heart.
 
I would like you to love with madness
So that you would understand what I loved you,
That you receive in payment the bitterness
The sorrows and disdain in which my soul was nestled.
That you would live the most bitter hours
Thinking of the tortures of lovelessness,
And may we be friends
And unite the memory of a true love.