El Testament D’amelia
L' Amelia está malalta
La filla del bon rei
Set metges la visiten
No saben quin mal té
Comptes la van a veure
Dames i cavallers
També hi puja sa mare
En companyia d'ells
Filla, la meva filla
De quin mal us queixeu
El mal que jo tinc mare
Bé prou que me'l sabeu
Confesseu-vos, ma filla
Després combregareu
Quan sigueu combregada
El testament fareu
Ai, que el meu cor se'm nua
Com un pom de clavells
Ai, que el meu cor se'm nua
Com un pom de clavells
Tres castells deixo a en Carles
Don Carles, germà meu
Tres més a ma germana
L'hora que la caseu
El darrer el deixo als pobres
Als pobres i als romeus
La creu i les manilles
A la mare de Déu
Ai, que el meu cor se'm nua
Com un pom de clavells
Ai, que el meu cor se'm nua
Com un pom de clavells
I quan ja sigui morta
Jo vull que m'enterreu
Devant Santa María
Amb la pluja i la neu
Ai, que el meu cor se'm nua
Com un pom de clavells
Ai, que el meu cor se'm nua
Com un pom de clavells
Filla, la meva filla
No res em deixareu
Us deixaré, ma mare
Més del que mereixeu
Metzines me n'heu dades
Que cremen el cor meu
Que per tenir el meu home
Mare, matat m'haveu
Ai, que el meu cor se'm nua
Com un pom de clavells
Ai, que el meu cor se'm nua
Com un pom de clavells
Amelia's Will
Amelia is sick
The daughter of the good king
Seven doctors visit her
They don't know what's wrong with him
They're going to see it
Ladies and gentlemen
His mother also gets on board
In the company of them
Daughter, my daughter
What evil are you complaining about?
The pain I have, mother
Well, enough for you to know
Confess, my daughter
Then you will to commune
When you get communed
You will make a will
Oh, my heart is being stripped bare
Like a bunch of carnations
Oh, my heart is being stripped bare
Like a bunch of carnations
I leave three castles to Carlos
Don Carlos, my brother
Three more to my sister
The time you marry her
I leave the last one to the poor
To the poor and the gypsies
The cross and the handcuffs
To the Mother of God
Oh, my heart is being stripped bare
Like a bunch of carnations
Oh, my heart is being stripped bare
Like a bunch of carnations
And when I'm already dead
I want you to bury me
In front of Holy Maria
With the rain and the snow
Oh, my heart is being stripped bare
Like a bunch of carnations
Oh, my heart is being stripped bare
Like a bunch of carnations
Daughter, my daughter
You won't leave me anything
I will leave you, my mother
More than you deserve
Medicines, you gave me
That burn my heart
Than to have my man
Mother, you had killed me
Oh, my heart is being stripped bare
Like a bunch of carnations
Oh, my heart is being stripped bare
Like a bunch of carnations