Who knows my heartache, who knows what is hidden under my smile.
What you give me is nothing more than the pampering of a mirror, but what I want is only this sincerity.
Indulge in the tenderness you bestow and let all see what I have gained.
What you are showing off is nothing more than your own vanity.
When I look at my heart, I am lost in your mirror.
Who can deceive whom, saying that he is the only one?
Who can promise whom and give him that true love?
When I looked back, I realized that I was actually lost in my imaginary reality and lost a lot.