Catalina [English translation]

Remove yourself from my presence, for you're torturing me

Remove yourself from my presence, for you're torturing me

Because you are bringing into my memory things I had been forgetting

Now my memory brings back things I had been forgetting

Put you hand on me here, Catalina, put your hand here

Put your hand on me here, since your hand is cold

Look, I am soon going to die

The girl he had went to Germany and hasn't come back

The girl he had went to Germany and hasn't come back

So to Germany I am headed now, and it isn't for fun

I will go there to drink poison

I want to die

Put you hand on me here, Catalina, put your hand here

Put your hand on me here, since your hand is cold

Look, I am soon going to die

Put your hand on me here, because your hand is cold

Put your hand on me here, my Catalina

Look, I am going to die

Look, I am going to die

Look, I am going to die

Look, I am going to die

Brother of my heart

You should know well that I am dying

And I ask, and I request that you call a notary, and my first cousin too

I would like to write my will

Like those non-gypsies and their legal basis

Mr. Notary, note this down

Note down a curtain

For each hole that it has, a lady neighbor peeps in

Write it down for me, Mr. Notary

Note down a broken painting

God only knows what saint broke it

Write it down for me, Mr. Notary

Write it down for me, Mr. Notary

Note down an olive tree, sir

One I never planted nor will plant

Write it down for me, Mr. Notary

Note down a shotgun

That no longer has neither barrel nor underlay

Write it down for me, Mr. Notary

• Artist:Rosalía
• Album:Los Ángeles