Por Tus Ojos Negros

My heart, a ship without a port
Through all the routes of dreams
Finally found in its desert
The blue trail of an old love

For your black eyes
That cried one afternoon
And that lit up
Today I sing to you again

From distant skies
A whole rosary of stars
Followed the traces
Of my deep sorrow

And now before your image
My misfortune continued
The lyrical adventure
Of my wandering

For your black eyes
That cried one afternoon
And that lit up
Today I sing to you again