She said goodbye to her love
He set off on a boat from the port of San Blas.
He swore he would come back
And drenched with tears she swore that she would wait.
Thousands moons went by
And she was always in the port, waiting...
Many afternoons nested
In her hair, and on her lips.
She always wore the same dress
So that he wouldn't mistake her when he'd come back.
The crabs bit
Her clothes, her sadness, her illusion.
But time went on
And her eyes filled with dawns...
And she fell in love with the sea
And her body rooted in the port.
Alone
Alone in oblivion
Alone
Alone with her spirit
Alone
Alone with her love, the sea
Alone in the port of San Blas.
Her hair became white
But no boat ever brought her love back.
In town they called her
The crazy lady of the port of San Blas
An afternoon in april
They tried to take her to the sanitarium
But no one could snatch her from there
And no one could ever part her from the sea.
Alone
Alone in oblivion
Alone
Alone with her spirit
Alone
Alone with her love, the sea
Alone in the port of San Blas.
She stayed there alone
Alone with the sun and the sea
She stayed there alone until the end
She stayed there
She stayed in the port of San Blas
Alone...