Llega el viento del recuerdo aquel

Al rincon de mi abandono

Y entre el polvo muerto del ayer,

Tambien volvio tu querer.

Yo no se si viviras feliz

O si el mundo to he vencido…

Si viviendo sin querer vivir

Buscas la paz de morir.

Duda de tue ausencia y de mi culpa,

Pena de tener que recordar.

Sueno del pasado que me acusa,

Manos que no quieren perdonar.

Dolor amigo de estar con tu sombra,

Remordimiento de saberte Buena.

Dolor lejano de oir que to nombran

Las voces muertas que se obstinan en volver.

Ya no sueno que retornaras

Al fracaso de mi vida

Ni tamoco que en tu palpitar

Tendria un afan para andar.

Solo quiero que si estas tambien

En la cruz del abandono,

Sepas olvidarme en tu perdon…

Total, mira lo que soy.

Pena de tue ausencia sin retorno,

Pena de saber que no vendras.

Pena de escuchar en mi abandono,

Voces que me acusan al llegar.

Dolor amigo de estar con tu sombra,

Remordimiento de saberte Buena.

Dolor lejano de oir que to nombran,

Las voces muertas del ayer feliz.

Yo no se si viviras feliz

O si el mundo te ha vencido…

Si viviendo sin querer vivir

Buscas la paz do morir.

 

Translation of Lyrics (if applicable)

 

The wind of memory approaches

That corner of my abandonment

And amid the dead dust of yesterday,

Your love also returned.

I don't know if you will live happily

Or if the world has defeated you…

If living without wanting to live,

You seek the peace of dying.

Doubt of your absence and of my blame,

Sorrow of having to remember.

Dream of the past that accuses me,

Hands that don't want to forgive.

Friendly pain of existing with your shadow,

Regret of knowing you are good.

Distant pain of hearing the dead voices

That name you again and again.

Now I don't dream that you will return

To the failure of my life,

Nor that in your heart beat,

You would have the urge to leave.

I only with that if you are also

On the cross of abandonment,

You'll know how to forget me in your mercy…

So, look at what I am.

Sorrow of your absence without return,

Sorry of knowing that you won't come back,

Sorry of hearing in my abandonment,

Voices that accuse me when they arrive.

Friendly pain of existing with your shadow,

Regret of knowing you are good.

Distant pain of hearing the dead voices,

Of yesterday's happiness that name you.

I don't know if you will live happily

Or if the world has defeated you…

If living without want to live,

You seek the peace of dying.