I loved you
and hundreds before,
and it’s never made me tired,
The fire I played with finally spread,
a wild conflagration within me.
In this hell, I resign my romantic vices
and wait for ashes
so that I can rise a tame and steady woman,
moderate, virtuous and content.
Now, I want nothing more than to be safely imprisoned,
so I cannot break another heart,
so I cannot break my own.