La Serena from Skyland by Arts for Social Cohesion / Guy Mendilow Ensemble

En la mar hay una torre,
en la torre una ventana.
En la ventana hay una niña
que a los marineros llama.

Dame la mano tu palomba
para suvir a tu nido.
Maldicha que durmes sola,
vengo a durmir con tigo.

Si la mar era de leche,
los barcitos de canela,
yo me mancharia entera
por salvar la mi bandiera.

Si la mar era de leche
Yo me haria un peshcador
Peshcaria las mis dolores
Con palavricas d'amor.

No me mates con cuchillo
Ni menos con revolver
Matame con tu amores
En tus brasos murere.

In the sea there is a tower,
In the tower there is a window,
In the window there is a girl
That calls to the sailors.

“Give me your hand, my dove,
so that I may climb to your nest.
Unfortunate are those that sleep alone.
I am coming to sleep with you.”

If the sea were made of milk
and the boats of cinnamon,
I would drown myself
to save your banner.

If the sea were made of milk,
I would be a fisherman.
I would fish for my suffering
With words of love.

You do not kill me with a knife
Nor with a pistol.
You kill me with your love,
I die in your arms

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