Lagrimas [English translation]

I saw happiness arrive

when we started to paint

a painting so real,

loving with a brush, and I never expected

that in leaving, you would stain

the life I wanted to illustrate.

I have nothing left

but to forgive you, erase and forget,

in the darkness

of the colors as I saw them weeping,

leaving the canvas

on which I can no longer love you,

and try again.

On another palette I will mix

paint that will speak of how to overcome,

and surely, finally,

each new color is a breath

that helps the heart to heal.

I have nothing left (nothing remains)

Than to forgive you, erase and forget,

in the darkness (there is nothing left)

of the colors as I saw them weeping,

leaving the canvas

on which I can no longer love you.

I pity

how a painting is left halfway

with nothing to tell.

And although I paint alone

my brush will no longer dry.

I have nothing left

than to go on despite missing you.

I have nothing left (nothing remains)

than to forgive you, erase and forget,

in the darkness (nothing remains)

of the colors as I saw them weeping,

leaving the canvas

on which no longer...

Leaving the canvas

on which no longer...

Leaving the canvas

on which I can no longer love you.