LA
CUMPARSITA.

If you knew that deep within my soul I still keep that affection I once felt for you... Who knows, if you knew that I have never forgotten you, turning back to your past, you might remember me...

Friends no longer come, not even to visit me; no one wants to comfort me in my sorrow... Since the day you left I feel anguish in my chest; tell me, woman, what have you done to my poor heart?

And yet I always remember you with the sacred affection I once felt for you. And you are everywhere, part of my life, and those eyes that were my joy, I look for them everywhere and cannot find them.

Into the abandoned little room not even the morning sun peeps through the window anymore as it did when you were here; and that little dog, my companion, who would not eat in your absence, seeing me alone the other day, left me too...