Yo no sé llorar

You'll never know no matter how much you think
all the evil you have caused me,
your caprices have left in ruins, your whims
a sanctified home.
She was for me more than the joy
of loving, all my love,
the noblest friend,
the great companion
of a man
honest and honest man.

How lonely I am!
How sad I am!
Blessed are those
who weep one day
and forget later.
I don't know how to cry,
I can bear to suffer.
And although this is horrible
and cowardly,
I do not know how to curse.

There are so many women out there,
you come to snatch from me
what God gave me for the solace
of my bitter and sad life.
There are so many women out there who seek
a sincere and faithful love,
you set your eyes
on the one you never
should never have
your eyes on.