Why did you go away, light of my days,
leaving me in the shadow of this melancholy?
The hours grow longer, they are thorns,
each tick of the clock, sounds like agony.
I look for you in dreams, in every corner,
the laughter that was a song, today is remoteness.
In this loneliness that leads to my soul,
I feel that emptiness has no measure.
You left without a warning, a goodbye,
leaving in my soul an atrocious depth.
And here I find myself, with this pain,
repeating to me the echo of our love.
Why did you go away, love of my days?