Es Cosa de Hombres [English translation]

It is killing me

This pain in the deepest place in my soul

It cuts me in two

To support not having her in my arms

That it happened that it was not enough for her

My poor kisses and caresses of my hands

Where will she go?

What would I give to know if she remembers me

Although in truth

Surely she has erased me

From her mind

Seeing it well I ought to understand

That it’s a men’s thing to feel defeated

It’s a men’s thing

Since like a man of courage

One must hold on

It was a great mistake to aspire to fall in love

With a woman who has rent my heart

It’s a men’s thing

To accept that she has left me badly wounded

Of what use was it

To love without being loved in return

It’s a men’s thing to mourn a lost love

Where will she go….