can you translate this for me? thanks.
La nana la despertó a las 6 con 42,
La nena arruga los ojos pa que no entre la luz,
Recita la oración de siempre para cumplir con dios,
Acto seguido en el pecho se dibuja una cruz,
De quien es el auto que espera dos cuadras al sur.
Armada con libros de texto la lleva el chofer,
Mama la despide en la puerta agitando los brazos,
La nena tiene 9 años como iba a saber,
Que hace mas de cuatro meces que le siguen los pasos,
Y el auto que espera a dos cuadras enciende el motor.
Un tiro en la sien al chofer la nena va a la deriva,
Un auto detiene la inercia; ellos la tienen rodeada,
Su frente dio contra el cristal y le ha abierto una herida,
Los vecinos se encierran con llave nadie a visto nada,
Y la mano que mato a su chofer ahora le opaca los gritos,
La nena es un uno con ceros a partir de hoy.
La nena ya no arruga los ojos no ha visto la luz,
En la sucursal del infierno no existen ventanas,
Su suerte cotiza en billetes de otro
That Ricardo Arjona is so talented and such a genius. Here is your translation:
The nanny woke her up at 6:42
The little girl presses her eyes closed so that the light won’t get in
She recites the same prayer as always in order to comply with God
And immediately afterward draws a cross upon her breast.
Whose car is it that is waiting two blocks south?
Armed with textbooks the chauffeur drives her
Mommy bids her goodbye at the door, waving her arms
The little girl is nine years as she was going to find out that it has been over four months that they have been following her footsteps, and the car that is waiting two blocks away starts up its motor.
A shot is fired into the chauffeur’s temple, the little girl drifts,
A car halts the inertia and they have her surrounded.
Her forehead presses against the broken glass and it opens up into a wound.
The neighbors gather around with their keys
Nobody has seen anything.
And the hand which killed her chauffeur now stifles her screams.
The little girl is a 1 with zeros from today onwards.
The little girl doesn’t press her eyes together anymore.
She has not seen the light.
In the branch office of hell windows don’t exist
Her fate is quoted on somebody else’s ticket.