Macusa

You loved me, Macusa
And I also adored you
With so much excitement I loved you
That I never doubted you.

For a little while
That I was separated from you
You betrayed me, Macusa
How sad I was left
You returned the portrait
That as a proof of love from you
And you asked for your letters
In them you said like this
I love you my Puchunguito
You never make me suffer.

I never wore the tie
Nor did I wear the handkerchief
Believing that this way kept
I would preserve the memory.

The traces realized
That everything was going to be betrayal
They got into the chest
Where I kept my passion
Destroying the memories
of the deception of a love.

How I loved you
Macusa, nobody will love you
Nobody, but nobody
Nobody will love you.