mi corazón está deteriorado pero no débil

mi corazón está deteriorado pero no débil,

it’s seen treasures and wreckage.

it’s neglected and forsaken, but can endure.

my heart has crossed paths with the hatred of the mortal
and the inhuman,

left to form a scar without a bandage.

mi corazón está deteriorado pero no débil.

though my heart has not yet gone to ruin,

i have always seen it presaged.

it’s neglected and forsaken, but it can endure.

it’s had to speak with senses it’s not fluent in,

it has nightmares of the horrors; perhaps that’s its vestige.

mi corazón está deteriorado pero no débil.

hope was something that i had to screw in.

that’s how it has survived, and how it will finish beating.

mi corazón está deteriorado pero no débil.

it’s neglected and forsaken, but it will endure.