I.
Me duele en verte
Me duele en verte en la luz de sus ojos,
La luz deslumbrante de los ojos de ella
Ella, quien nunca llora
Nunca llora para ti.
II.
Mis lagrimas están sabrosos
La comida como dijo
David en los Salmos.
Son mi banquete,
Porque son regalos de ti.
Translation into English by the author
Waiting
I.
It hurts me to see you
It hurts me to see you in the light of her eyes,
The dazzling light of her eyes
She, who never cries
Never cries for you.
II.
My tears are delicious
The food of which
David spoke in the Psalms.
They are my feast,
Because they are gifts from you.