Cerca Del Mar

My house is near the sea
And the sea is close to me
My house surrounded by wheat
Mixes with sand and salt
And the wind that carries the salt

Paints the path white
The cow with a single destination
Provides shelter with the song
And garlic as the foundation
Of the seasoning gives it flavor

My house is near the sea
And the sea is inside me
A port to arrive
The beach of sighs
The shadow of the carob tree
The calm of the lagoon
Make me think what a fortune
It is to live in these landscapes
That's why when traveling
I look at the moon and sing like this

If I could explain
All the pride I feel
Of being a friend of the wind
That blows and passes without asking
That has a desert soul
That never stops walking
My land gives me pride
Which I will never forget
Beautiful white dove
That shows its freedom in flight
My house is near the sea
And the sea is inside me