El Testament D’amelia

Amelia is sick
The daughter of the good king
Seven doctors visit her
They don't know what illness she has

Accounts come to see her
Ladies and gentlemen
Her mother also goes up
In their company

Daughter, my daughter
What illness do you complain of
The illness I have, mother
You know it well enough

Confess, my daughter
Then you will take communion
When you have taken communion
You will make the will

Oh, my heart is breaking
Like a carnation flower
Oh, my heart is breaking
Like a carnation flower

I leave three castles to Charles
Don Charles, my brother
Three more to my sister
When you marry her

The last one I leave to the poor
To the poor and the pilgrims
The cross and the shackles
To the mother of God

Oh, my heart is breaking
Like a carnation flower
Oh, my heart is breaking
Like a carnation flower

And when I am dead
I want you to bury me
In front of Santa Maria
With rain and snow

Oh, my heart is breaking
Like a carnation flower
Oh, my heart is breaking
Like a carnation flower

Daughter, my daughter
You won't leave me anything
I will leave you, mother
More than you deserve

You have given me medicines
That burn my heart
Because to have my husband
Mother, you have killed me

Oh, my heart is breaking
Like a carnation flower
Oh, my heart is breaking
Like a carnation flower