María Morena

I wanted your hand to be my hand
I wanted your eyes to be my eyes
I wanted your lips to be my lips
I wanted your breath to be my voice

Soon I learned what sadness was
Soon I learned what love was
Soon I learned what my life was
When on the beach you said goodbye

Dark Maria!
Your tears were left in the sand
Dark Maria!
You cried even though you were so good

Now, you have no happiness
And you feel the loneliness
On the beach, they see you cry
And your tenderness was with the sea!