El Boxeador

Turn your gaze back and tell me what you see
You are the boxer
Training on the beach
Throwing left hooks
Into the air
You've learned to dodge an attack
But in winter, no one goes down to see the sea
And the seagulls won't let you get close to them

The one who strikes first strikes better
Get up before he counts to ten
Let him count to ten

The waves breaking on the reef
Seem to mark a waltz rhythm
The boxer must be a good dancer

The one who strikes first strikes better
Get up before he counts to ten
Let him count to ten

Get tired or move
Don't stop now
You won't think it was all a joke
The Virgin of Guadalupe will protect you
She will protect you