En el muelle de San Blas [English translation]

She bid her love farewell

He departed in a ship in the wharf of San Blas.

He swore that he would return,

And, soaked in tears, she swore that she would wait.

Thousands of moons passed away

And she was always on the dock, waiting

Many afternoons nested themselves,

They nested themselves in her hair and in her lips.

She always wore the same dress

So that should he return, he would not mistake her

The crabs bit at her clothing, her misery, and her illusion

Time then slipped away

And her eyes filled with sunrises.

With the sea she became enamored

And then her body took root on the wharf

CHORUS:

Alone, alone in oblivion

Alone, alone with her spirit

Alone, alone with her love, the sea

Alone on the wharf of San Blas

Her hair bleached white,

But no ship came that returned her love

And in the village they called her,

They called her the Madwoman of the Wharf of San Blas

And one afternoon in April

They attempted to take her to the asylum

But no one could tear her away

And from the sea nevermore did they separate her

CHORUS

Ohhh...

She stayed, she stayed, alone, alone

She stayed, she stayed with the sea and the sun

She stayed, she stayed until the end

She stayed there, she stayed on the wharf of San Blas

Alone, alone, alone...