| It would be better if I told you once, | 
| Before what I suspect comes to pass, | 
| There is a love that I have not been able to release, | 
| From the depths of my being, as much as I want. | 
| I had your hands, your look, your candidness, | 
| And since you were an attentive gentleman, | 
| But suddenly it was hell living with him, | 
| And if I've come out of the flames, | 
| I must be careful not to fall into the brazier. | 
| You look so much like him, when he loved me, | 
| When I was his universe from him and his reason for being from him, | 
| You look so much like him, when in his soul of him, | 
| There was only me and he was faithful to me. | 
| You look so much like him, and it's a consolation, | 
| Because I believe that one day I will love you, | 
| But while I'm killing his memory of her, | 
| I know that you too... I will also lose you. | 
| Only | 
| I had your hands, your look, your candidness, | 
| And since you were an attentive gentleman, | 
| But suddenly it was hell living with him, | 
| And if I've come out of the flames, | 
| I must be careful not to fall into the brazier. | 
| You look so much like him, when he loved me, | 
| When I was his universe and his reason for being, | 
| You look so much like him, when in his soul, | 
| There was only me and he was faithful to me. | 
| You look so much like him, and it's a consolation, | 
| Because I believe that one day I will love you, | 
| But while I'm killing his memory, | 
| I know that I will lose you too. |