La nena
La Guardia Hereje
The Girl
Quiet, you see yourself in the mirror
With those curves that are no longer girlish
And no matter how much you rack your brain
You know it's going to sound in the street.
Because you were a man and a scoundrel
You know what the gang is looking for
Now the tables have turned on you
And you rushed to the other side.
Because you were a ladies' man and a womanizer
Your memories today are your nightmares
Seeing God's face in a room
Is your daughter's near future.
They're going to stab her, no doubt
You can't stop the spinning top
It's the law of retaliation, the law of the ear,
It's life that is a moral.
Mom, who doesn't understand these matters,
Is thrilled that the boys keep following her
And you, seeing the sharks coming,
In vain you make the sign of the cross and pray.
Playing in the vigil of your nights
You're asking the devil for an eternal pact
As long as they forgive the girl
Letting your soul rot in hell.
