Donde esta mi primavera (en inglés)

I owe you so much, so much, my love, that now
I give you my resignation
I know that you loved me, I could feel it
I want to rest in your forgiveness

I’m going to pretend that you never left
That you’ve gone on a trip, nothing more
And with your memory when I’m very sad
I’ll keep my solitude company

I want my absence to be the great wings
With which you can begin
That long flight with so many stops
That you can lose yourself some place

Here in the nothing, I’m going to talk about everything
I’ll find my own way to go on
And until the years close my memory
I won’t stop asking Where is my spring
Where is hidden the sun
That my garden forgot
And my soul withered

Here in the nothing, I’m going to talk about everything
I’ll find my own way to go on
And until the years close my memory
I won’t stop asking

Where is my spring
Where is hidden the sun
That my garden forgot
And my soul withered
And my soul withered