El Amante
Tengo que decirte adiós
En silencio y sin nombrarte
Pues yo no puedo arrastrarte
A pagar tan duro precio
Sabemos que fuimos necios
Que todo fue una locura
Que no pocas amarguras
Ya llevamos compartidas
Que si lo dicto la vida
Que si fue nuestro destino
Solamente es el camino
De aquel... De aquel que siempre camina
Se que tu amor he quitado
A un hombre que es tu marido
Y hasta hoy he compartido
Lo que tú... Me has regalado
Mas todo cuanto he llorado
En tus ausencias en muchas noches
No son causas de reproches
Porque sabes... Que te quiero
Que lo abandones, no quiero
Porque esto es causa perdida
No causemos más heridas
Que ya... Que ya bastantes tenemos
Pues si de hoy en adelante
Te llevo a vivir conmigo
Será peor el castigo
Que la gente nos depare
Pues mujer que se separe
Del legítimo marido
Por otro que haya elegido
Para darle sus amores
Es causa de mil rumores
De calumnias humillantes
Aunque siempre por delante
La tratarán de... Señora
Te recibirán sonrientes
Te preguntarán tus cosas
Pero sus lenguas curiosas
No preguntaran por mi
Pues cuando hablen de mí
Aquellos que te conocen
Habrán de bajar las voces
Para que tu no te enteres
Sobre todo las mujeres
Dando a su voz forma oscura
Y envidiando tu locura
Lo gritarán en silencio
Dirán que somos dos necios
Absurdos, crueles, malvados
Que tu este paso lo has dado
Bueno, porque te tengo hechizada
Y verás que eso no es nada
Porque delante de ti
Nunca te hablarán de mi
Porque no podrán nombrarme
Tan solo podrán llamarme
Por un nombre que te daña
Palabra que lleva saña
Si se dice por lo bajo
Que será como si un tajo
Te causarán al oírla
Y que de tanto repetirla
La dirán familiarmente
Nunca verás que la gente
Dirá que yo soy tu esposo
Y eso, para mi es hermoso
Pero nunca lo dirán
Es más, no me nombraran
Mi nombre se habrá perdido
No dirán, es su marido
Dirán por mí: ¡el amante!
Por eso voy a dejarte
Manchar tu vida, no quiero
Sin ti, ya sé que me muero
Pero eso es cosa mía
Tal vez, quizas, algun dia
Y en forma muy confidente
A alguna amiga le cuentes
Que tuviste un amante
Mas esto aquí finaliza
La culpa fue solo nuestra
Un botón basta de muestra
Los demás... A la camisa!
The Lover
I have to say goodbye to you
In silence and without naming you
Because I can't drag you
To pay such a high price
We know we were foolish
That everything was madness
That not a few bitterness
We have already shared
If life dictated it
If it was our destiny
It's just the path
Of that... Of that who always walks
I know I have taken your love
From a man who is your husband
And until today I have shared
What you... Have given me
But all that I have cried
In your absences on many nights
Are not reasons for reproach
Because you know... That I love you
I don't want you to leave him
Because this is a lost cause
Let's not cause more wounds
Because we already... Have enough
Because if from now on
I take you to live with me
The punishment will be worse
Than what people will bring us
Because a woman who separates
From her legitimate husband
For another she has chosen
To give him her love
It's the cause of a thousand rumors
Of humiliating slanders
Although always in front
They will treat her... As a lady
They will welcome you with smiles
They will ask you about your things
But their curious tongues
Will not ask about me
Because when they talk about me
Those who know you
Will have to lower their voices
So that you don't find out
Especially the women
Giving their voice a dark form
And envying your madness
They will shout it in silence
They will say we are two fools
Absurd, cruel, wicked
That you have taken this step
Well, because I have you enchanted
And you will see that's nothing
Because in front of you
They will never talk to you about me
Because they won't be able to name me
They will only be able to call me
By a name that hurts you
A word that carries malice
If said in a low voice
It will be as if a cut
They will cause you to hear it
And from repeating it so much
They will say it familiarly
You will never see people
Say that I am your husband
And that, for me, is beautiful
But they will never say it
Furthermore, they will not name me
My name will be lost
They won't say, he is her husband
They will say about me: the lover!
That's why I'm going to leave you
Stain your life, I don't want
Without you, I know I'll die
But that's my thing
Maybe, perhaps, someday
And in a very confidential way
To some friend you tell
That you had a lover
But this ends here
The blame was only ours
One button is enough as a sample
The rest... To the shirt!