La Sirenita y el Lobo de Mar

Sea wolf, shipwrecked in the tavern
His boat has already departed, he remained alone
And asks for one more drink, to cry in it
Crazy stories of storms
And of ports.

On his chest he had tattooed his faithful love
That never left him and never will
And with his hoarse voice he sings a song
That only he sings and it's for his love.

Dance, dance little mermaid
dance for me
Dance for me.

On his chest he had tattooed his faithful love
That never left him and never will
And with his hoarse voice he sings a song
That only he sings and it's for his love.

Dance, dance little mermaid
dance for me
Dance for me.

Dance, dance little mermaid
dance for me
Dance for me.

Dance.