Catalina

Get out of my presence, you're tormenting me
Get out of my presence, you're tormenting me
And you bring back to memory things I was forgetting
And you bring back to memory things I was forgetting

Put your hand here, Catalina
Put your hand here
Put your hand here, it's cold
Look, I'm going to die

The girl I had went to Germany and hasn't returned
The girl I had went to Germany and hasn't returned
And I'm going to Germany
Not to have fun
To take a poison
I want to die

Put your hand here, Catalina
Put your hand here
Put your hand here, it's cold
Put your hand here, it's cold
Put your hand here, my Catalina
Look, I'm going to die