Cuando muere una esperanza

When a hope dies, night falls on the soul
on the soul that harbored so much illusion
and in the night that fell on my life
a solitary star is my song.
And it is to her that I trust to tell you
the words of my despair
that can no longer remain among the shadows
of this endless night our love.

We were both one soul
inseparable
and suddenly into oblivion
your heart strayed.
We were both one soul
and a single dream
but jealous life
clumsy, blind, punished.
Why?
Why does life rage
and strikes on the wound
that your lack of love opened for me?

What remains is the dream we promised each other,
the memories of a love that didn't die
and this bitter awakening without your presence
and this waiting that has no compassion.