Te extrañare [English translation]

I'll miss you every morning when I wake up

when I lean out to gaze

the rain falling in my window,

I'll miss you when on the way back in the evening

I pass again by the place

where I loved you with all the soul

I'll miss you when on the very inmense nights I feel cold

and the nostalgy makes the soul fall in a sigh

when I walk without knowing where to go,

I'll miss you when I have no one to read my poems to

and without meaning it the dawn finds me

gazing at the ceiling of my room sleepless.

I'll miss you when I want to vent

and I don't have to talk

about the doubts that you'll delay

I don't know if I'll forget you someday

because this anguish of missing you

is hurting my soul

I'll miss you every morning when I wake up

and the bird returns to sing

telling me that you are gone