Déjenme Quererla

They already realized that I love her but they didn't know at her house
And now they raise hell and doubt that you will be mine
But I can't give you up because I love you, my black girl.

I have nothing to offer you, offering you the sky would be a lie
But just by loving you, my happiness would come from you
You are the illusion that my soul feels, you are the owner of my days.

Let their love be mine for life, let me love her
And let her love me, I don't want stones in her path or mine
I want them to understand, I want them to understand that I am hers and she is mine.

I feel fear in my heart, I don't want to think about it from now on
That they want to keep the tradition of finding a boyfriend for the girlfriend
And this is a firm decision, I don't want to lose you from now on.

You who are devoted to Saint Anthony, ask him to do me this favor
I ask Saint Luke, my patron, to work the miracle for this love
Also to the Virgin of the Rosary, I will ask for her blessing.

Let their love be mine for life
Let me love her and let her love me
I don't want stones in her path or mine
I want them to understand, I want them to understand
That I am hers and she is mine.