La Barca De Guaymas

At the stroke of the oar the waves stir
Light the boat
At the sound of the water my sorrow deepens
My soul sobs.
For so many sorrows, my anguished love
Crying calls you
And you are very far away... and alone,
very alone
My soul is found.

Happy traveler returning to the port
From distant lands
What a strange pilot drove your boat
Without sail and without anchor
What region do you come from, what have you done?
pieces
Your sails so white.
and you went singing
And you come back bringing death in the soul

I am the sailor
How happy about Guaymas, it came out one morning
Carrying in my boat like a pilot bird
My sweet hope.
Through unknown seas
My holy desires sank the storm
That's why my sorrows are broken
And I bring death in my soul.
you left singing
And today you come back bringing
Death in the soul.