Your absence

Happiness does not germinate if sorrow does not bloom,
just as brightness dies if the abyss does not grow.
My soul, which offers everything it loves in your hands,
sinks in the agony that your shadow rocks me.

The sky of my life, when I look at you, darkens,
your absence is the storm that shakes in my chest.
Without you, the light does not shine and my being faints,
I am prey to the night that drives my mind mad.

Why, cruel fate, do you steal its sweetness from me?
Why do you plant in my veins this eternal bitterness,
that my soul already craves the kiss of death?

Because everything I was has gone with you,
and in the depths of time, I alone curse you,
because without your faithful presence, life does not happen.