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
Don't 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 leafMinus - El Torrente - http://motolyrics.com/minus/el-torrente-lyrics.html
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
Don't 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
Don't let her read this day on my face when i come home