The unfaithful will always blame you for his treachery,
for his dishonour and his faith in lies,
your heart will shine to him like a star,
and he will suffer for your lost love.
Your kindness and your kisses were his sin,
his soul wounded by your absence,
time will not heal his deep pain,
nor will truth give him peace and tranquillity.
Her deceit was her own condemnation,
and in her eyes it will be reflected,
all the lies he lied to you,
and the harm he mercilessly inflicted on you.
But you, standing tall in your dignity,
do not give in to his false repentance,
which is only an attempt to go back,
and hide his own mistake and folly.
The truth hurts, but it is liberating,
and even if it hurts, it is better than lies,
which breeds hatred and rancour,
and poisons the soul with its bitterness.
So look forward,
with your head held high and your heart strong,
shed your light and your warmth,
and let time heal the wounds.