Catalina
Malalma
Catalina
Today you'll be with me in paradise
Catalina, where are you going without permission?
Time slips right through your fingers
They sent for me to talk to your brother
Where are you off to, my little girl?
Where are you going, little Catalina?
Where are you off to, my little girl?
You're fine wood skin
With
They sent for you to talk
Don't feed me any more lies
Today the show gets decided
You're traveling to the rhythm of my life
Little flower of the day
You are