Triste Vals [English translation]

When you read this letter already I'll be gone

Already you will understand that never will I return

If it were not for fear of loneliness

We could live the life of truth

Twenty years lost will not be forgiven

Twenty years of silence and little more

Twenty years lost will never return

Twenty years to the sound of a mournful waltz

It is a mournful waltz

It is nothing more

Than that which remains of a grand love story

A song on a recording

So that everyone can dance

At the end of their love

When you read this letter already I'll be gone

Already you will understand that never will I return

If it were not for fear of loneliness

We could live the life of truth

Do not look for me, I leave by my own decision

Perhaps little awaits me or that is an illusion

Perhaps we are going to meet again

Perhaps never more

But always will you be my mournful waltz

It is a mournful waltz

It is nothing more

Than that which remains of a grand love story

A song on a recording

So that everyone can dance

At the end of their love