Es el Amante

He's the Lover

I gotta say goodbye,
in silence and without naming you
'cause I can't drag you
into paying such a hard price.
We know we were foolish,
that it was all madness,
that we've shared not a few
bitterness already.
Was it life's dictate?
Was it our destiny?
it's just the path of that
of that who always walks.
I know I've taken your love
from a man who's your husband,
and until today I've shared
what you've gifted me.
But all that I've cried
in your absence on many nights
is not a cause for reproach
'cause you know... I love you.
I don't want you to leave
'cause it's a lost cause
let's not cause more wounds
as we already have enough.
'Cause if from now on
I take you to live with me,
it'll be worse the punishment
that people will give us.
'Cause a woman who separates
from her lawful husband
for another she's chosen
to give her affections.
is the cause of a thousand rumors,
of humiliating slanders,
although always in front
they'll treat her as... a lady.
They'll welcome you with smiles
they'll ask you about your things
but their curious tongues
won't ask about me
'cause when they talk about me
those who know you
will have to lower their voices
so you don't find out
especially the women
giving their voice a dark form
and envying your madness
they'll shout in silence
they'll say we're two fools
absurd, cruel, evil
that you've taken this step... well
'cause I have you bewitched
and you'll see... that's nothing
'cause in front of you,
they'll never talk about me
'cause they won't be able to name me
they'll only be able to call me
by a name that hurts you
a word that carries malice
if said in a low voice
it'll be as if a slash
they cause you when hearing it
and from repeating it so much
they'll say... familiarly
You'll never see people say I'm your husband
and that, for me, is beautiful
but they'll never say it
in fact, they won't name me
my name will be lost
they won't say... he's her husband
they'll say about me... the lover!
That's why I'm gonna leave you.
I don't want to tarnish your life.
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'll tell
that you had a lover
but this ends here
the blame was only ours
one button is enough for a sample...
the rest... to the shirt!