¿Quién soy? traducción al Inglés

Love has wanted stones to swell the path
That there is no shoulder or ditch where to park
May every street always lead you to the same destination.
They don't fine you here because speed doesn't matter anymore.

If you want, I'll give you the advice of a poor friend.
Love is the worst enemy in the verb to love
In the air I feel if a love is good or false
Because the face is the mirror of the soul as the saying goes

I am not the voice of innocence
I am the harsh reality (I am the harsh reality)
I am the one who suffocates you and squeezes you
The one that sometimes makes you cry
I am the poet's muse
My name is loneliness

Don't hide with me, it's not worth playing hide and seek.
Count twenty, thirty, eighty, ninety, I'll find you
There are people who come to my rescue with their little tips.
And they think that by distracting their minds they will forget me

I am part of the sensations that life has
And there are some who even in their silence knew how to love me
But the uneducated have always "pigeonholed" me between sorrows and "wounds"
Forgetting that I am a housekeeper for any welfare

I am not the voice of conscience
I am the harsh reality (I am the harsh reality)
I am the one who suffocates you and squeezes you
The one that sometimes makes you cry
I am the poet's muse
I am the harsh loneliness

I carry nostalgia, agony, and memories by the hand.
Sadness, silence, poverty, disagreement
Impatience, poverty, are scraps of my body
I come in, I come out alive and I leave at my whim
I am the owner of the sane, of the crazy
From injury, from hardship, from the dirty, from the broken
I am the harsh loneliness (I am the harsh reality)