La Celestina [English translation]

My child/daughter, stay with me for a while

Why are you dragging all that misfortune with you?

Wait a minute and I'll unleash you.

What a tangle you've gotten yourself into, child!

The facts are so bitter!

Your memories so dark!

And as for that crown of thorns of yours ...

It looks good on you, but you'll have to pay dearly for it!

With your glance of offended beast,

And your bandage where there is no wound,

With your sighs of martyred mother,

You will scare away your last hope.

Make something kind out of your fist,

Turn your 'Good-bye' into an 'Oh, my love!'

Make a little smile out of your scowl,

And out of your flight a 'Here I come.'

How sad it makes me, child, to see you

Neglecting that body of yours,

Very smart, you poor fool, to devote your entire life

To the eternal dissection of a small sin.

Woman, undress yourself and get a grip

The arrow is looking for you

And men are, after all, like a Sangria,

Which sometimes heals and sometimes kills

And men are, after all, like a Sangria,

Which sometimes heals and sometimes kills

With your glance of offended beast,

And your bandage where there is no wound,

With your sighs of martyred mother,

You will scare away your last hope.

Make something kind out of your fist,

Turn your 'Good-bye' into an 'Oh, my love!'

Make a little smile out of your scowl,

And out of your flight a 'Here I come.'

How sad it makes me, child, to see you

Neglecting that body of yours,

Very smart, you poor fool, to devote your entire life

To the eternal dissection of a small sin.

Woman, undress yourself and get a grip

The arrow is looking for you

And men are, after all, like a Sangria,

Which sometimes heals and sometimes kills

And men are, after all, like a Sangria,

Which sometimes heals and sometimes kills

• Artist:Lhasa de Sela
• Album:La Llorona