En el muelle de San Blas
At the San Blas' jetty

She discharged to their love
he depart in a ship in the jetty
of San Blas
he swore that he would return, and soaked in cry
she swore that she would wait
thousands of moons go over
and she was always in the jetty, waiting
many evenings shelter
they shelter in their hair and in their lips
She wear the same dress
and for if he became he won't mistake
the crabs bit her
their robes, their sadness and their illusion
and the time slipped
and their eyes were filled with dawns
and of the sea, she fell in love
and her body took root in the jetty
Alone, alone, in the forgetfulness
alone, alone with her spirit
alone, alone with her love, the sea
alone, in San Blas' jetty
Her hair was whitened
but any ship to its love returned him
and in the town they told her
they told her the madwoman of San Blas' jetty
and an afternoon of April
they tried to transfer her to the asylum
nobody could pull up it
and of the sea they never separated her
Alone, alone, in the forgetfulness
alone, alone with her spirit
alone, alone with her love the sea
alone, in San Blas' jetty
Alone, alone, in the forgetfulness
alone, alone with her spirit
alone, alone with the sun and the sea
alone, alone, alone in the forgetfulness
alone, alone with her spirit
Alone, alone with her love the sea
alone, in San Blas' jetty
she stayed, she stayed, alone, alone
she stayed, she stayed, with the sun and the sea
she stayed there, she stayed, until the end,
she stayed there, she stayed, in San Blas' jetty
Alone, alone she stayed.