She has to wait

And is darker in the night,
This candle is burning fast, too fast,
And as this candle burns she thinks,
She cries, she waits, she is scared to death:
"El no vuelve hasta las doce, los chicos duermen,
Espero que le guste lo que le deje en la mesa"
So, she kisses goodbye to her children,
She watches herself in the mirror,
And for a moment, her heart freezes,
It's the door, someone it's opnening the door
"Mariela!!! que es esto?!?!"
Oh no, the food over the table is cold,
All those bruses, and marks will apear again.

Those three minutes where longer than ever,
She tries to sleep but the pain is horrible,
But she won't wake up the beast, not again,
Finally she holds her breath, and close her broken eyes
Another rutin waits for her, another day,
Another horrible lapse of suffer, another night for her to wait
She wonders, she knows the door is open,
But there are two little guys that must be protected,
She stays, she won't let them suffer as she has.