La De La Mochila Azul Pedro Fernández (English Translation) Lyrics

What’s wrong with you, little one, what’s wrong with you
They ask me at school and they ask me at home
And until now I suddenly knew
When I heard the roll call and she wasn’t present

The one with the blue backpack, the one with sleepy eyes
She left me with great concern
And low grades
I don’t even want to go out for recess
I don’t have fun with anything
I can’t read or write
I miss her gaze

All I have left are her colors in memory
Two pages of the notebook say “loves” amidst smudges
I wish I could see her at her desk
Because if she doesn’t come back, my classroom will be very sad