Sin Llamarla Mia
Enrique Maza Y La Verdadera
Without Calling Her Mine
Because she came to me, without asking for anything
I let her go without calling her mine
Like in a sigh, almost without naming her
I called her desire and she called me her life
She gave her all for me, life, body, and soul
But without measuring how much I loved her
I was everything perfect for her gaze
But I never knew how to be what her love saw
I didn’t know how to love her like she deserved
I didn’t know how to love her or call her mine
With no sense, I filled her with absences
And she learned to evade them in her memory
I wanted to be for her what she asked of me
Without her wanting it, I was just her wound
It’s been over a century since I last saw her
But I know she feels like a day has passed
I didn’t know how to love her like she deserved
I didn’t know how to love her or call her mine
