Batuhan Boy & Nida İnceoğlu - @Villa Malcolm in BUENOS AIRES 1/4

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Cuando dijo adiós, quise llorar... Luego sin su amor, quise gritar... Todos los ensueños que albergó mi corazón (toda mi ilusión), cayeron a pedazos. Pronto volveré, dijo al partir. Loco la esperé... ¡Pobre de mí! Y hoy, que tanto tiempo ha transcurrido sin volver, siento que he perdido su querer. Jamás retornarás... lo dice el alma mía, y en esta soledad te nombro noche y día. ¿Por qué, por qué te fuiste de mi lado y tan cruel has destrozado mi corazón? Jamás retornarás... lo dice el alma mía y, aunque muriendo está, te espera sin cesar. Cuánto le imploré: vuelve, mi amor... Cuánto la besé, ¡con qué fervor! Algo me decía que jamás iba a volver, que el anochecer en mi alma se anidaba. Pronto volveré, dijo al partir. Mucho la esperé... ¡Pobre de mí! Y hoy, que al fin comprendo la penosa y cruel verdad, siento que la vida se me va.

English

When he said goodbye, I wanted to cry... Then without his love, I wanted to scream... All the reveries that my heart has harbored (all my illusion), fell to pieces. Soon I'll be back, she said as she left. Crazy I waited for her... Poor me! And today, that so much time has passed without returning, I feel that I have lost her love. You will never return... says my soul, and in this solitude I name you night and day. Why, why did you leave my side and so cruelly shattered my heart? You will never return... says my soul and, although it is dying, waits for you unceasingly. How much I implored her: come back, my love.... How I kissed her, with what fervor! Something told me that she would never come back, that nightfall nested in my soul. I'll be back soon, she said as she left. How long I waited for her... Poor me! And today, when I finally understand the painful and cruel truth, I feel that life is slipping away from me.