I wrote the original poem in spanish but...
Cuanto tiempo mas va pasar...

How much longer will I cry, how many more tears...
When will my heart learn...

You cheated on me and expected me to beg
i was distraught and spent some time in bed...

I am the lover, the other woman, the intruder
The one that has no feelings...

We knew from the beginning we could never be...
Our love was forbidden since we met...

When you said you had to leave
when you said you had to work...

Love is hurtful, love is pain
love is everything you didn't expect...

Why didn't it work out
why couldnt we fight for it...