¿Quién?
Juana Molina
Who?
Who will hug her forever?
Who will cure her cough?
As long as she is present
a mother is more than two
And if I'm not here, who will be her mom?
Who will come if I leave from here?
Once I was absent
I did well, I had fun.
With enough reasons
when I returned, I regretted
Because when I arrived I saw her
and I knew that she no longer waited for me
Her little eyes said it all:
Never again, mom, leave.
