I love this girl
  With a like a
  As tender as dew
  She met me, a perfect stranger
  Lost like a poor king, pure as a dove
  Catherina Catherina
  Catherina Ho
  Catherina Catherina
  Catherina Ho
  Sometimes it's so hard to count
  As for her it doesn't matter
  
  
  I love this girl
  With a like a
  As tender as dew
  She met me, a perfect stranger
  Lost like a poor king, pure as a dove
  Catherina Catherina
  Catherina Ho
  Catherina Catherina
  Catherina Ho
  Catherina Catherina
  Catherina Ho
  Sometimes it's so hard to count
  As for her it doesn't matter
  Never tried to dominate her