Veinte años

Qué te importa que te ame,
si tú no me quieres ya?
El amor que ya ha pasado
no se debe recordar.

Fui la ilusión de tu vida
un día lejano ya.
Hoy represento el pasado,
no me puedo conformar.

Si las cosas que uno quiere
se pudieran alcanzar,
tú me quisieras lo mismo
que veinte años atrás.

Con qué tristeza miramos
un amor que se nos va:
es un pedazo del alma
que se arranca sin piedad.

Twenty years

Why do you care if I love you,
if you don't do it anymore?
Love which has already left,
must not be remembered.

I was your life's illusion,
one distant day.
Today, I represent the past,
can't stay quiet.

If the things one wants,
could be reached,
you would love me the same
as twenty years in the past.

With sadness we look at
this love which goes away,
it's a part of one's soul,
that tears itself apart, merciless.