Me Dijeron Que Te Vieron Drogada En Brasil

They told me they saw you drugged in Brazil
On corners with names of presidents from there
They told me you left with a guy named Juan Luis
Who, with money, seduced you and took you away from here

They told me they found you in a suitcase
In an abandoned dumpster in San Martin
They told me I should forget about you
That it was all your fault for going out dressed like that

Listen
Has anyone seen this girl?
Jet-black hair and slim
She's 1.60 meters tall and also

She has
Smooth and dark skin
She was wearing a yellow blouse
That I gave her for Christmas

I think mom will never smile again
She spent all her savings on posters of you
I've cleaned the room for you to come and sleep
I won't make noise, I promise now you can sleep

Why the hell didn't I take better care of you?
Accompany you to the bingo halls you insisted on going to
Talk more with you about this unhappy world
Maybe then you would understand what Professor Juan Luis wanted

Listen
I've prayed to all their saints
It seems they were busy
They fell silent as I told them

That she has
Eyes like honey and cinnamon
Earrings given by her grandmother
And dreams of speaking French

Mari
Tomorrow marks 6 years
Your case was dismissed
I'm about to give up too

But, hey
I still think of you asleep
I feel foolish and so lost
For holding onto the hope of
Seeing you again