Ay de ti, ay de mí - Luis Eduardo Aute

Y yo que estaba de vuelta

de todas las idas

con el alma herida

te quiero, ya ves.

Seré lo que tú prefieras

tu luz o tu sombra

o acaso una alfombra

besando tus pies.

Ay de ti, ay de mí,

ni tú ni yo somos culpables:

infelices locos que caímos en este amor

que es un error

imperdonable,

ay de ti, ay de mí.

Y tú que siempre decías

ser inteligente

no como esa gente

que muere de amor.

Así sabrás que la rosa

es rosa por bella

y no porque en ella

respire una flor.

Ay de ti, ay de mí.

La vida es la consentida,

feroz dictadura

de una criatura

que juega a mandar.

Ni tú ni yo somos nadie,

ni hacemos historia

pues somos la escoria

que aun puede quemar.

And I was back

of all the goings

with a wounded soul

I love you, you see.

I will be what you prefer

your light or your shadow

or maybe a rug

kissing your feet

Woe to you, woe to me,

neither you nor I are to blame:

unhappy crazy people who fell into this love

What is an error

unforgivable,

woe to you, woe to me.

And you who always said

be smart

not like those people

who dies of love

So you will know that the rose

it's pink because it's beautiful

and not because in it

breathe a flower

Woe to you, woe to me.

Life is consented

fierce dictatorship

of a creature

who plays command.

Neither you nor I are nobody,

we don't even make history

well we are the scum

that can still burn.