Frente a frente [English translation]

Little, how little remains,

hardly anything of our love remains,

not even the words remain.

Only the silence remains

and explodes in the cold and long night.

The never ending night,

only it remains.

And I only want to cry

seeing how our love passes away.

Face to face we look down,

‘cause there’s nothing left to talk about.

Nothing…

And I only want to cry

seeing how our love passes away.

Face to face we look down,

‘cause there’s nothing left to talk about.

Nothing…

A little tenderness remains

and sometimes, in madness,

a forced kiss, only that remains.

A kind facial expression,

so as not to make life unbearable

and not to drown the sorrows,

Only this remains…

And I only want to cry

seeing how our love passes away.

Face to face we look down,

‘cause there’s nothing left to talk about.

Nothing…

And I only want to cry

seeing how our love passes away.

Face to face we look down,

‘cause there’s nothing left to talk about.

Nothing…

• Artist:Jeanette
• Album:Corazón de poeta (1981)