El Pescado Nadador

Gentlemen, I ask for permission
to sing to my love.
And tell you what the swimming fish feels.

Walking in the sea fishing
and walking in the sea I fished.
To a fifteen-year-old girl
and I fell in love with her.

What sadness accompanies me
when I am far from you
Remembering the caresses
and the kisses I gave you.

I wish I were a little fish
tiny and swimming
To reach that boat
where my love embarked.

I am like the water of the river
that runs in the sandbanks.
With me only three stones
and also three flints.

My little one walks in mourning
without me being dead.
Cursed be the black dress
cursed be the one who died.

I am like the water of the river
that does not allow garbage.
I bring a new little love
that smells like ripe pineapple.

With this I say goodbye
now I found my love.
Here end the verses
of the swimming fish...