Acabé por llorar [English translation]

I ended up crying my misfortune

embracing your empty bed

and kissing, in silence, your pillow

where you slept like a child.

Your memories were left spread

around the room of our affairs:

your perfume, a cross and a rosary,

and even a bunch of withered flowers.

I'm afraid to think of my luck

today, when I no longer have you in my arms,

I could never learn to love you

and to know how to bear my failures.

I wanted to make, of your life, my kingdom

and, at the end, I only have been a tyrant,

I dragged you to the verge of doom, without thinking

and your love slipped off my hands.

Distance has broken my pride

and, cut my life into pieces;

you left an inmens emptiness

that I won't fill up in my life....

I'm afraid to think of my luck

today, when I no longer have you in my arms,

I could never learn to love you

and to know how to bear my failures.