Negra fue la hora que te conocí nunca fuera el amor que yo pasí. Amargo gozo me haces amargar, en toda mi vida sin pueder amar. El amor es fuerte y quemador me se mete enfrentė como un matador. Ma lo sabes que a la fin es malor, como aquella rosa que non hay golor. Tú me amates por engañarme por gozar de mí y non tomarme. Por qué hicites esta crueldad? No te manciates de mi mocedad.
Black was the hour that I met you
never would be the love that I endured.
Bitter joy you make me bitter,
in all my life without being able to love. Love is strong and burning
it enters inside me like a killer.
But you know that in the end it is bad,
like that rose that has no smell. You loved me to deceive me
to enjoy me and not take me.
Why did you do this cruelty?
Did you not pity my youth?
From Arboleras - De las altas mares, Ecos Sefardies de la isle de Rodas, cd 2, 2009 El amor doliente - The suffering love, is a love song that portrays the disappointment in a relationship based on exploitation.
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