Dona Cila [English translation]

I inherited from you

Half of the love I have

Saving my soul from life

Smiling and forming my character

If you want to leave us

Look at me from wherever you are

Then I'll show you that I'm ready

Harvest a mature version of me from the tree

Save, save this little girl

What a swing she makes

I hold you on my lap and I lend you my hand

My life depends not only from your charm

Cila, you can go peacefully

Your sheep are waiting for you

Your eye that never stops shining

Your hands that can create everything

And even my so-called life

Little girl, I'll meet you

Show me a way now

A way I can be without you

My affection doesn't want to fade away

Hell with it, it must want

Oh, Dear Lord up high, clear the things above

The queen is arriving soon

Needing to sleep

When she arrives

Please do me a favor

Give her a blanket, she will bless me wherever I go

The heavy burdens you bear

Wind up in the strength you have

Your home is in the divine world

So clean, and smelling like rosemary