Me entregó lágrimas y rosas, lamentablemente.
Felicidad y tristeza. Paz, pero también guerra.
Sueños y pesadillas. Y por cada minuto de su intensa conquista,
no me importó que murieran sus promesas,
porque había vivido su despertar:
grandes segundos, importantes creaciones.
Yo era su musa. No podría haber existido algo mejor.
English version
He gave me tears and roses, regrettably.
Joy and sorrow. Peace, but also war.
Dreams and nightmares. And for every minute of his fierce conquest,
I did not mind that his promises died,
because I had witnessed his awakening:
grand seconds, vital creations.
I was his muse. Nothing greater could have existed.