Each time I call you they say “She’s not here!”
What a strange situation! How could that be?
Could it be that you've withdrawn your affection?
Could it be that you’re tiring of my caresses?

Each time I call you with greater anxiety;
each time that “no” is said more coldly...
I am to blame, I was living in another world,
and now I’m waking up to reality. 


I love you, I loved you, and I will love you...
In my arms you swore me your eternal love...
There was nothing else in the world but my affection,
nothing but my caresses, for you I was your heaven....
You don't love me, you never loved me, you never will....
The same as all the rest, your promises were in vain...
You’ve forgotten a faithful love, you’ve destroyed a heart
that is now bleeding out to the beat of its pain.
Now, tomorrow, each day, always the same...
What goes around comes around, as well you know.*
Thus someday you too will blind yourself with a love
and in this world, for you, now there will be nothing...
Like me, the same as others, you too,
we’re toys on the wheel of destiny.
Every time you’ll call, with wild anxiety you’ll ask;
and with “He’s not here” they’ll cruelly answer....
Each time I call you they tell me, “She’s not here!”