Translation of the song lyrics Ódiame - Antonio José

Ódiame (original)

Que te hayas ido no es lo que más me duele
Y aunque he llegado tarde a pedir perdón
Prefiero ser el malo y ser quien te hiere
Ser todas esas cosas que ya no quieres
A ser el que no existe en tu corazón
Si quieres soltarme para poder ser feliz
Tendrás que obligarme yo no me voy a rendir
Llegaste a quererme y aunque me digas que no
No hay un amor que más duela como el que ya te olvidó
Ódiame, y si me olvidas va a ser peor
Mátame, ahogar mis penas será un favor
Miénteme, dime que fui tu peor error
Porque solo hay odio donde hubo amor
Ódiame, que el odio no dejará olvidar
Mátame, sé que este amor no se morirá
Miénteme, dime que fui tu peor error
Porque solo hay odio donde hubo amor
Ódiame por amor, sáname con dolor
Si hay un culpable no hay más culpables que yo
Ódiame por amor, sáname con dolor
Si hay un culpable no hay más culpables que yo
Si quieres soltarme para poder ser feliz
Tendrás que obligarme yo no me voy a rendir
Llegaste a quererme y aunque me digas que no
No hay un amor que más duela como el que ya te olvido
Ódiame, y si me olvidas va a ser peor
Mátame, ahogar mis penas será un favor
Miénteme, dime que fui tu peor error
Porque solo hay odio donde hubo amor
Ódiame, que el odio no dejará olvidar
Mátame, sé que este amor no se morirá
Miénteme, dime que fui tu peor error
Porque solo hay odio donde hubo amor
Ódiame por amor, sáname con dolor
Si hay un culpable no hay más culpables que yo
Ódiame por amor, sáname con dolor
Si hay un culpable no hay más culpables que yo

Ódiame (translation)

It is not your leaving that wounds me deepest,
Though I have come too late to ask forgiveness,
I choose to be the villain, bear the sin of hurting you,
To wear the shapes you shun, all tatters and cast shadows,
Rather than vanish as a ghost from your heart’s dim quarters.
If you would unbind me, so your joy may blossom,
You’ll have to force my hand—my will is adamantine.
You learned to love me once, though now you cloak it in denial,
No torment rivals the love that has already exiled you to absence.
Hate me—if you forget, the void will bite much colder.
Kill me—let my sorrows drown, a mercy in their flooding.
Lie to me—name me your gravest folly made flesh,
For only hatred flourishes where once love took root.
Hate me, for hatred will not let memory be torn loose,
Kill me—I know this love is iron, undefeated by the grave.
Lie to me—say I am your most ruinous misstep,
For only hatred flourishes where once love took root.
Hate me for your heart’s sake, let pain mend what love has sundered,
If there is guilt to name, then I alone must bear its weight.
Hate me for your heart’s sake, let pain mend what love has sundered,
If there is guilt to name, then I alone must bear its weight.
If you would unbind me, so your joy may blossom,
You’ll have to force my hand—my will is adamantine.
You learned to love me once, though now you cloak it in denial,
No torment rivals the love that has already cast you into shadow.
Hate me—if you forget, the void will bite much colder.
Kill me—let my sorrows drown, a mercy in their flooding.
Lie to me—name me your gravest folly made flesh,
For only hatred flourishes where once love took root.
Hate me, for hatred will not let memory be torn loose,
Kill me—I know this love is iron, undefeated by the grave.
Lie to me—say I am your most ruinous misstep,
For only hatred flourishes where once love took root.
Hate me for your heart’s sake, let pain mend what love has sundered,
If there is guilt to name, then I alone must bear its weight.
Hate me for your heart’s sake, let pain mend what love has sundered,
If there is guilt to name, then I alone must bear its weight.