Ironia [English translation]

What irony of life that love aches night and day

You are full of happiness or left bankrupt in pain (pain)

Now that you are no longer going to be with me

and now I’ll only be your friend

It makes clear the distance, makes clear the pain (ohhh)

How to forget, how to return

What irony of love (ohhh)

What irony, such is life flooded with pain

Love glorified, love ripped from us

So much laughter, so many tears

Why do I cry? Why do I sing? Because we are going to destroy it

How ironic that way to mourn, for a love

And in my sad hands, I keep the emptiness of your scent

And now I just hope, my love, for the morning

Like heaven and hell

Your love hurts and it’s so tender

I'm so full of your life and empty of your love

And it is absurd being in love

How sad, love, being separated like this

And forgive the insistence, but I’m dying of pain (ohhh)

How to forget you, how to return

What irony of love

How ironic if life is flooded with love

Love was glorified, love condemned us

One loves in order to be alive...and the other dies in emptiness

In the battles of love

What irony, that way of broken love

And in my sad hands, I keep the emptiness of your scent

And now I just hope, my love ...

Morning dawn, you keep the secret of love

I continue embracing hope,

Embracing the madness, what irony of life,

Morning dawn, what it is the secret of love?

I’m still hoping or maybe it’s pure madness,

What else can I do…what is the secret of love?