La hija de don Juan Alba [English translation]

The daughter of Mr. Juan Alba

She says that she wants to become a nun. (twice)

In the small convent

On the street of La Paloma

They say that nobody wants it

She says she doesn't care

And now she has purchased a dress

White like a bride's

The daughter of Mr. Juan Alba

Says she wants to become a nun

And when the moon rises

Rises in the night, rises on the street

You can hear a man singing

Singing and crying, crying his heart out

At the top of the hermitage

"She waits for me no more, she waits for me no more

Because she has become a nun

The one I love the most, my girlfriend

Because she has become a nun

The one I love the most, my girlfriend"

The daughter of Don Juan Alba

In the convent of La Paloma. (twice)

They say that she sings songs

Of her youthful love

They say that she sings at night

Locked in her bedroom

And the whole world repeats

The song by word of mouth

The daughter of Mr. Juan Alba

In the convent of La Paloma

And when the moon rises

Rises in the night, rises on the street

You can hear a man singing

Singing and crying, crying his heart out

At the top of the hermitage

"She waits for me no more, she waits for me no more

Because she has become a nun

The one I love the most, my girlfriend

Because she has become a nun

The one I love the most, my girlfriend"

The daughter of Don Juan Alba

In the convent of La Paloma

• Artist:Gracia de Triana