Maldita primavera (en inglés)

Maldita primavera
It was more or less well,
oldies night white wine,
and laughed at my
Spring sweet damn liar
remains of a wet dream if
I wake up and suddenly you're gone
you feel the emptiness I despair
as if love does not want to hurt and although
without wanting to think of you.

If to fall in love now
return to me the damn spring
I dream to fall in love if you spend an hour
Spring damn light passes
light passes only hurts me.
What you step left
a kiss is nothing but a kiss
a touch that does not sound sincere
one you want and do not want you
and although you want
without wanting to think of me.
If to fall in love now
return to me the damn spring
Whether that is enough to fall in love one hours
light passes the damn spring
light passes curse me just me.
Let me love like the love alive
and although not think you want if you want it in my
Whether that is enough to fall in love one hours
light passes the damn spring
light passes for you and me.
In the midst of an evening filled with nostalgia and white wine, laughter rang out under the moonlight as the deceptive sweetness of spring lingered in the air...