S'a mort de na Margalida [English translation]

The lord of Bàlitx keeps sending me

Messages and labourers,

His wife and the rest of his people;

Everyone who lives there...

Could you write in a piece of paper

About Margaret's death...?

If you don't mind it at all

I would like to start with the process myself...

One good day, 16th of January,

I was in the Tropell family's home.

John White came and brought me

Some news that I wasn't expecting!

He asked me whether I was shocked.

I answered: "I have nothing to say!".

Then, he told me about his girlfriend

For she was already dead!

I was running around blind,

And so I went to her house.

No sooner had she opened the door

Her mother held me tightly.

She told me: "Sebastian,

Margaret has already passed away...".

Oh, a deeper stab wound

Has never been felt by a good Christian!

And now I want to go and see her

For, just by looking at her, I shall be comforted!

We left at night

And the sorrow was already killing us

And, at each moment, we kept losing

Our strength and our spirits.

I am not ashamed at all

To tell you what was happening to me.

And I went to see the deceased girl

With my heart filled with grief.

As soon as I arrived in Sòller

People told me:

-"If you want to go to see Margaret

You shall go to her very grave"".

Very soon I discovered

How the walls of that place were.

-"Oh, prison of a cemetery!",

I said as I descended (into the grave).

-"And it's here where shall be consumed

The dearest of all my loves...

And life is worth nothing

In this world, as it is."

-Goodbye, Little Margaret!

Little Margaret, you still are (here)!

Our Lord in Heaven, who is so merciful,

Will keep you there, Margaret.

And I, as soon as my life is over,

Hope that we shall see each other there.

But as it stands, everything is so far away,

And many are those who cry over you.

Sebastian Company,

Margaret Cervera...