Este amor que hay que callar [English translation]

Whenever he takes me,

Each time that he wishes to do so,

Making use

Of his conjugal rights;

Without heeding my excuses

Nor my delays,

Without caring about my desires

Nor my sorrows...

Under the weight of his body,

I think about you every night!

Under the touch of his hands,

I always imagine it's you!

(While receiving) the reviled kiss from his lips,

I think of you...

I think of you...

I think of you...!

[Chorus:]

What a pity, for this this love

That we must conceal!

Arranging meetings in sordid motels...

Reaching adultery after meeting you:

It cannot be a sin

If destiny wants it to happen!

What a pity, for this love

That we must keep quiet!

Behind a neat wall of silence,

Your hands do know the truth:

Where my desires are born...

Where I die and where I feel!

I'm always thinking of you...

I'm always thinking of you...

I'm always thinking... About you!

When we escape

To another world, filled with hope,

Where people will not look at us

With mistrust;

Where we shall live our love

Able to trust

In the fact that, if it exists,

It's because Heaven wanted it so...

If nothing happens in this life

Without God wishing it to be,

He wouldn't have allowed me to adore you

If our love offended Him...

We don't have much time to live

When there's so much we have to live...

So much we have to live...

So much we have to live...!

[Chorus:]

What a pity, for this this love

That we must conceal!

Arranging meetings in sordid motels...

Reaching adultery after meeting you:

It cannot be a sin

If destiny wants it to happen!

What a pity, for this love

That we must keep quiet!

Behind a neat wall of silence,

Your hands do know the truth:

Where my desires are born...

Where I die and where I feel...!

• Artist:Yolandita Monge
• Album:Vivencias (1988)