Sobre La Arena

On The Sand

Sobre La Arena

And that way of lookingY esa forma de mirar
That your green eyes haveQue tienen tus ojos verdes
And that way of walkingY esa manera de andar
That entertains me so muchQue a mí tanto me entretiene
You know I love youSabes que te quiero
Even if you are my death, olé, oléAunque seas mi muerte, olé, olé
Since I saw you, you already tore my soulDesde que te vi ya me rasgaste el alma
When I soaked in the light of your faceCuando me impregné de la luz de tu cara
And now that I have you closeY ahora que te tengo cerca
And you're in my bedY estás en mi cama
I would like to love you so much, so much and so muchQuisiera quererte tanto, tanto y tanto
Until dawn comesHasta que llegue el alba
Near the river where the boats sleepCerca del río donde duermen los barcos
It's always cold, cold, coldSiempre hace frío, frío, frío
Near the riverCerca del río
Where I come to find itDonde vengo a buscarlo
It's always cold near the riverSiempre hace frío cerca del río
Where the boats sleepDonde duermen los barcos
And even to my door come the seashellsY hasta mi puerta llegan las caracolas
When there's a stormCuando hay tormenta
And even to my doorY hasta mi puerta
Where the waves bring themDonde las traen las olás
When there's turmoilCuando hay tormento
The seashells already arrive at my doorYa mi puerta llegan las caracolas
On the sand with their soundSobre el arena con su sonido
And echoes of voices of the rough seaY ecos de voces del mar bravío
Of the rough sea, echoes of voices, cousinDel mar bravio, ecos de voces, primo
Of my love, of my love, of my loveDel amor mío, del amor mío, del amor mío
The sailors from the portLos marineros del puerto
Leave their boats adriftDejan sus barcos y a la deriva
And wherever the wind goesY adonde el viento vaya
But if the east wind blows in the bayPero si sopla el levante en la bahía
They return homeVuelven pa' casa
Until the wind fallsHasta que el viento caiga
Oh in the bay, oh oh ohAy en la bahía, ay ay ay
The sailors from the port leave their boatsLos marineros del puerto dejan sus barcas
Leave their boatsDejan sus barcas
And that way of lookingY esa forma de mirar
That your green eyes haveQue tienen tus ojos verdes
And that way of walkingY esa manera de andar
That entertains me so muchQue a mí tanto me entretiene
You know I love youSabes que te quiero
Even if you are my death, olé, oleAunque seas mi muerte, olé, ole