Esos amores [English translation]

Those loves, so dear, so precious,

that I’ve won and next time I’ve lost…

Loves to excess

are the part of my life.

You can hardly live without recalling them.

Those loves of the present and of the past

that left their caresses on our skins,

that your heart can’t forget,

no matter how it would hurt.

You can hardly live without recalling them.

These are loves I remember every moment,

I met them and I lived at their side.

I had them also through my nights.

They loved me and all were important.

Those loves

are the drops of perfumes of life.

We desire them, we want them to excess…

And how many dreams came true in their arms!

Those loves

were the moments of sadness and happiness,

the beginning and the end of every day,

the arrival of desire or its departure.

Those loves of the present and of the past

that left their caresses on our skins,

that your heart can’t forget,

no matter how it would hurt.

You can hardly live without recalling them.

These are loves I remember every moment,

I met them and I lived at their side.

I had them also through my nights.

They loved me and all were important.

Those loves

are the drops of perfumes of life.

We desire them, we want them to excess…

And how many dreams came true in their arms!

Those loves

were the moments of sadness and happiness,

the beginning and the end of every day,

the arrival of desire or its departure…

Those loves, so dear, so precious!