Translation of the song lyrics Fin - Daniela Andrade

Fin (original)

You’ve been waiting so long
I see it, like
Oh my God
Got this far
We’ve seen so much
I can’t believe it, like
Oh my God
Got this far
No queda más
Lo di todo a ti
Ahora te vas
Y sueño solita
Por la ciudad
Las calles sin fin
Me llevarán
La realidad
No lloro más
Mi voz anhelando
Niño ojalá, te vaya bien
Al fin
(Al fin, al fin, al fin)
Oh my God, got this far
We’ve seen so much
I can’t believe it, like
Oh my God, got this far
Niño, si no me cuidó yo (No queda más)
¿Quién me cuidará? (Lo di todo a ti)
Si no me amo a mí (Ahora te vas)
¿Quién me amará? (Y sueño solita)
Heridas y manchas (Por la ciudad)
Camisas colgadas por el salón (Las calles sin fin)
Jabón ahogando restauración (Me llevarán)
Miradas tocando sol hasta que (La realidad)
Ciego al cielo vuela con (No lloro más)
Rosas sin pétalos (Mi voz anhelando)
Teorías sin métodos (Niño ojalá, te vaya bien)
Gallo sin canción (Al fin)

Fin (translation)

How long you have lingered at hope’s trembling border,
—I see it shimmer, like dawn behind glass—
O heavens unravel—
Still, we have reached this far-flung shore,
We wandered—two souls—through cataclysms of color,
Yet I stand, incredulous, like a child in a storm,
O heavens unravel—
Still, we have reached this far-flung shore,
All is spent; the hourglass is hollow,
I poured my every jewel into your palm,
Now you depart—your shadow lengthening,
And I, a lone midnight’s dreamer,
Drift with my longing across the city’s twilight,
Infinite avenues—like veins of abandoned marble—
Lead me onward, swept in their silent current,
Reality presses, raw and unadorned,
My tears have dried, lost to the salt of memory,
Yet my voice aches, a flame in the dusk,
Boy—I wish you gentler winds, a tranquil tide,
At last—
(At last, at last, the horizon comes at last)
O heavens unravel—we have reached this far shore,
We wandered—two souls—through cataclysms of color,
Yet I stand, incredulous, like a child in a storm,
O heavens unravel—we have reached this far shore,
Boy, if I dared not nurse my wounds (All is spent),
Who then would cradle me? (I poured my all to you)
If I forget self-love (Now you depart—),
Who will carry that banner? (And I, a lone dreamer,)
Scars and stains, (Drifting the city’s twilight,)
Shirts abandoned across the room, (Avenues endless as veins,)
Soap drowning out redemption, (Their current carries me,)
Eyes grazing sunlight till blindness arrives, (Reality presses on,)
Blind, yet soaring to sky’s silent dome, (No more tears,)
Roses stripped of petals, (My voice aches,)
Theories unmoored from method, (Boy, may fortune find you,)
A rooster with no song to declare the dawn (At last—)