La Mezcla

The current is rising
With nets and cast nets,
The canoe of the balsa wood
To reach the beach (x2)
The fisherman talks to the moon,
The fisherman talks to the beach,
The fisherman has no luck,
Only his cast net. (x2)
The fishermen return
With their catch to sell,
To the port of their loves
Where they have their desires
The current is rising
With nets and cast nets,
The canoe of the balsa wood
To reach the beach.
The fisherman talks to the moon,
The fisherman talks to the beach,
The fisherman has no luck,
Only his cast net. (x2)