Nos encontramos al pasar · Francisco Lomuto · 1945

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No encontramos al pasar Estás igual, igual que ayer, Hay en tus ojos la ansiedad Y el mismo gris de anochecer. Sé de una pena mortal, Que en tu alma dejó Terror de poder amar. Y es esa pena mortal, La cruz de tu amor, ya ves Que nos quiso separar. Nos encontramos al pasar, Y hoy como ayer Te quiero igual. Sigue igual que ayer, tu noche Sombra y pena de un recuerdo, No me cabe ni un reproche, Si estás en un infierno Que puede más que yo. Tengo siempre aquel cariño Fue y es tuyo, todo tuyo, Tu ayer deshecho Está tan lejos, No vuelve nunca más.

English · machine translation

We can't find you as we pass by You are the same, the same as yesterday, There's anxiety in your eyes And the same gray of nightfall. I know of a mortal sorrow That in your soul left Terror of being able to love. And it is that mortal sorrow, The cross of your love, you see That wanted to separate us. We met as we passed, And today as yesterday I love you just the same. Still the same as yesterday, your night Shadow and sorrow of a memory, I can't even reproach you, If you are in a hell That can do more than me. I always have that affection It was and is yours, all yours, Your yesterday undone Is so far away, It never comes back.