me volvieron a hablar de ella [English translation]

They told me about her again, and without I could realize about, my mind came back

to the place where we promised so much, where we loved over and over,

without suspect, it was going to end.

They told me about her again, they told me she's still so pretty as a flower

That when she goes sleep in the nights, she sees my photo and she thinks

That it was me, her great love.

Me, who didn't care to hurt that flower, so radiant

Me, that in all honesty, I haven't stopped loving her for a minute/instant

I suffer... I Suffer... How much I suffer... I suffer

I cry... And it's that I miss

Her kisses, her body, her gestures/way

I suffer... I suffer...

They told me about her again, and this night when I closed the door I started crying

I felt again I'm hers again, his memory is in my vein/blood

And when I woke up, I loved her more

Me, who didn't care to hurt that flower, so radiant

Me, that in all honesty, I haven't stopped loving her for a minute/instant

I suffer... I Suffer... How much I suffer... I suffer

I cry... And it's that I miss

Her kisses, her body, her gestures/way

I suffer... I suffer...

They told me about her again, mi heart felt her so close as yesterday

With just mention her, my mind brought back her love

They told me about her again, mi heart felt her so close as yesterday

I felt her sweet kisses' flavor, I felt her sweet presence

They told me about her again, mi heart felt her so close as yesterday

And I comfort my self in my wakefulness, she also thinks in me

They told me about her again, mi heart felt her so close (to her) as yesterday

Her love follows me as a shadow, I don't know why they name her, if I never forgot her.

• Artist:Gilberto Santa Rosa