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Translation
The Night
Your love at night came to me.
On a clear day it left me.
I curse the sun that took
your oaths and my faith in you.
Your love makes me hate the day.
The night extinguishes my rancor
because it comes to remind me
that I am nothing without your love.
The night
makes me return
to madness.
The night calms my anxiety
because I hope for and believe in you.
That torments me without pity.
That you are all for me.
At night I dream of our yesterdays
and when the awakening comes,
I curse you wantonly
and it's that I love you to my sorrow.
The night
makes me return
to madness.
The night calms my anxiety
because I hope for and believe in you.
That it torments me without pity.
That you mean everything to me.
At night I dream of our yesterdays
and when the awakening comes,
I curse you wantonly
and it's that I love you to my sorrow.
The night
makes me return
to madness.
In vain I encourage my rancor
and I wait for the day to hate.
The night makes me remember
that I am nothing without your love.
The night
makes me return,
to madness.
To go mad.
The night
makes me return,
to madness.
To go mad.
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Submitted by Esteban3304 on 2011-01-15
Last edited by Esteban3304 on 2014-04-06
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Comments
Maybe it sounds better for the last two lines to be "madness, madness". I don't know.