Nordés

Little sailor of the sea, little sailor of the sea,
Under your flag, don't make me wait.

I was born in the fishing village, I was born on the shore
I carry the balance of the sea, I carry the strength of the tides.
How well the engines dive, how the wind howls.
I come from the end of the world, born to sail.

My mother gave me the paths and my father left me the sea,
He had nothing more to leave me, nor do I think of leaving.

Going down the sea I heard a mermaid sing,
God help me, how well such a small thing sings.
Going down the sea I heard a mermaid sing,
God help me, how well such a small thing sings.

Sailor of these seas, secure life well,
The pirates of the offices paint rotten routes.
My grandfather went to the great sun and my father reached Angola.
And I, who am a little sailor, will sail around the whole world.
In Hong Kong, in Singapore, in Piraeus, in Hamburg,
There must always be a Galician to cause a stir.

Going down the sea I heard a mermaid sing,
God help me, how well such a small thing sings.
Going down the sea I heard a mermaid sing,
God help me, how well such a small thing sings.

Neither chains nor borders, our fortune is the sea.
No borders, no gates, born to sail.