Wuthering Heighs [Galician translation]

Out on the wiley, windy moors;

We'd roll and fall in green...

You had a temper like my jealousy:

Too hot, too greedy.

How could you leave me

When I needed to possess you?

I hated you... I loved you, too.

Bad dreams in the night;

You told me I was going to lose the fight.

Leave behind my wuthering,

Wuthering... Wuthering Heights...

[Chorus:]

Heathcliff! It's me, I'm Cathy:

I've come home...

I'm so cold:

Let me in your window!

Ooh... It gets dark, it gets lonely

On the other side from you.

I pine a lot, I find the lot

Falls through without you.

I'm coming back, love!

Cruel Heathcliff,

My one dream... My only master,

Too long I roamed in the night;

I'm coming back to his side to put it right.

I'm coming home to wuthering,

Wuthering... Wuthering Heights...

[Chorus:]

Heathcliff! It's me, I'm Cathy:

I've come home...

I'm so cold:

Let me in your window!

Oooh... Let me have it:

Let me grab your soul away!

Oooh... Let me have it:

Let me grab your soul away!

You know it's me, Cathy...

[Instrumental]

[Chorus:]

Heathcliff! It's me, I'm Cathy:

I've come home...

I'm so cold:

Let me in your window!

• Artist:Pat Benatar
• Album:Crimes of passion (1980)