catalina

I don't even want to think
that around any corner
you might cross back into my life,
Catalina, because time
has passed and I can't give you anything more.
I remember you again when
like fine shells, but I want to forget you
when I swallow a thorn.

And now what am I gonna give you?
If you come close to my life,
Catalina, nothing at all.
I can't give you anything, Catalina, no.
I can't give you anything, Catalina, no.
I can't give you anything, Catalina, no.

I don't even want to think
neither for you,
nor for me, for you,
nor for me,
Catalina, you and I.
You and I, time has passed
and I can't give you anything.
I can't give you anything, Catalina, no.
I can't give you anything, Catalina, no.
I can't give you anything, Catalina, no.
I can't give you anything, Catalina, no.

At the corner of my life, don't wait for me again.
I can't give you anything,
because I'm taking another street if I see you cross.
Catalina, no.