Amor marinero [English translation]

This silk handkerchief, wow*,

a sailor brought it to me

with the little strawberry mouth, wow,

and those little sky eyes.

Kisses of rum and mint

give them to me on these lips

and I am telling the story, wow,

so that it does not return to the sea.

Chorus:

My arms are the mooring ropes

of your love, sailor.

I am the bay,

you are the sailboat;

don't leave me boy

cuz without your love I will die

If you think to give me side, wow,

I warned you of it first

that I have given number, wow,

to five or six sailors.

So hung out the candles

like a fishing net

that has the hook has been swallowed, wow,

and you have kidnapped me.

{Chorus}

I am the bay,

you are the sailboat;

don't leave me boy

cuz without your love I will die...