Playas de Barbate [English translation]

What I´m singing now is true

and it happens at night.

They´re cunning as snakes

here they go, breaking the wind,

heart racing one hunder beats a minute,

at night on the beaches at Barbate

thousands of rafters, cruises on the deep sea.

At the beaches in Barbate

a siren wails

and breaks the silence of the night.

At the beaches in Barbate

a siren wails

and breaks the silence of the night.

They are the masters of night,

playing with their lives,

with a lot to lose.

They are instruments of the wind

of the wind carrying them

risking life and limb

on the beaches at Barbate.

At the beaches in Barbate

a siren wails

and breaks the silence of the night.

At the beaches in Barbate

a siren wails

and breaks the silence of the night.