El Torrente lyrics

he couldn`t move
as seasoned as he was
there was something in this one
that was too much for him
he had a daughter
he hoped to live through
four years old, ten years reach to this girl

please let my girl go without knowing what i know
dont let her read this day on my face when i come home

detective, take note of all you`ve seen
like her hand still holding the smallest leaf
the neck angled too far from her body
and he body`s position at the base of this tree

please let my girl go without knowing what i know
dont let her read this day on my face when i come home

he wrote measurements on a pad of paper
noted each bruise and abrasion
how could this happen
to a girl so young

please let my girl go without knowing what i know
dont let her read this day on my face when i come home