Ese día apareciste
That day you appeared,
and your eyes upon mine
managed to awaken
something hidden deep inside,
something without meaning,
yet you knew how to claim it.
Since then you succeeded
in knowing my unrest
without a single word,
your breath undressing me,
stealing the first kiss
without your lips approaching.
Since then you managed
to visit me at night,
to conquer all my dreams,
to kidnap my illusions,
to dwell within my songs,
to quicken all my pulse.
What arrogant love of yours,
that never wished to nest
within my arms, for you
only delighted in flight!
What arrogant love of yours,
that let the time slip by;
your love was never mine,
yet I could not forget you.
Another day you appeared,
and your eyes upon mine
reminded me again
there was never a person
more attentive, more tender,
than the one who knew to love you.
And in my arms you sought
refuge, as once I longed
to shelter you with care;
but my soul now lies barren,
and these eyes that once saw you
no longer wish to see.
What arrogant love of yours,
that let the time slip by;
my love is not yours now,
and you must forget me.



