Asomaba a sus ojos una lágrimay a mis labios una frase de perdón...
habló el orgullo y se enjuagó su llanto,
y la frase en mis labios expiró
Yo voy por un camino, ella por el otro;
pero al pensar en nuestro mutuo amor,
yo digo aún; "¿por que callé aquél dia?"
y ella dirá ; "¿por que no lloré yo?".
It was putting out to its eyes a tear
and to my lips a pardon phrase...
he spoke the pride and its crying was rinsed,
and the phrase in my lips expired
I go for a way, her for other;
but on having thought about our mutual love,
I say still;: "why was I quiet that one day?"
and she will say;: "why did not I cry?".".
No comments:
Post a Comment