How insensitive I must have seemed when she told me that she loved me
How unmoved and cold I must have seemed when she told me so sincerely
“Why” she must have asked, did I just turn and stare in icy silence?
What was I to say? What can you say when a love affair is over?
Now she’s gone away and I’m alone with a mem’ry of her last look
Vague and drawn and sad I see it still, all her heartbreak in that last look
Ah, porque vocˆ foi fraco assim
Assim tao desalmado
What was I to do? What can one do when a love affair is over?