Tripulación, armar toboganes [English translation]

I would like to tell her

she represents my misery,

but I can't, I don't dare lying.

Teach me,

Can you teach me?

Only the past could compete

in beauty with a picture of you,

fantasy would last and it would never end,

Can you teach me?

I want to know if she thinks about me,

if perhaps that's a subtle thought of her.

But it wouldn't do any good, I know it's not.

I need to be happy, I don't want to learn,

that process is painful,

but if you're not here, there's nothing I can do.

And what if the best is yet to come? (What if the best...)

Maybe the distance will disappear (Will disappear...)

But that will never happen, is it too much to ask?