La culpa es de uno [English translation]

Perhaps it was a hecatomb of hopes

a landslide in some way foreseen

Ah! But my sadness only had one way

all my intuitions peeked out to see me suffer

And by the way, they saw me.

Until here, I had done and redone

My ways with you

Until here I had bet on invent the truth

But you found a way

A tender way and at the same time relentless

To give up my love

With a single prognostic you took it off

from the suburbs of your possible life

you wrapped in nostalgias and carried for blocks to blocks

and slowly without the night air noticing it

you left it there to its own luck which is not much

I think you’re right

It is one´s fault

when you don’t make her fall in love

And it’s not fault of the pretexts and not of time

Long long ago, that I didn’t face the mirror like last night

And it was relentless just like you

But it was not tender

Now, im alone, frankly alone

Always cost a little bit begin to feel unfortunate

Before I go back to my lovelorn winter barracks

With my pretty dry eyes just in case

I watch as you enter in the fog

And I begin to remember you