Let God judge you, punish or forgive you,
let the sun burn or deny its warmth to you,
and the star that radiantly follows you
let it shine even brighter or turn dim, only God.
I already told God, many times, my comlpaint,
what hearts me: your infamy and my love,
I lived the miracle, already your love allows me to laugh,
if I have the strength to forget you, only God.
From my soul I gave you the greatest and most precious:
my feelings, my faith, my devotion,
and even my life I would have given
'cause, after all, I had already given you my heart.
I no longer dream of you, neither I keep awake crying;
every so often your memory is a brilliance,
neither I curse you nor I ask heaven for punishment,
this grief is dying along with your love.
Neither I forgive you, nor I hate or love you,
I don't believe, like yesterday, that the world belongs to us,
the peace of the soul, is not purchased with money,
the peace of the soul, is a gift from, only God.