La Otra España

With a wide-brimmed hat
And a carnation in the lapel
A Don Juan set sail
With the land behind him
Adventure in his gaze
His guitar and a song
Oh sailor, oh sailor.

From his cape he made a poncho
From his guitar a charango
From his land another sea.

You are the other Spain
The one that smells of sugar cane, tobacco, and tar
You are the lazy one
The one with golden skin, the sailor
Ah ah ah sailor, ah ah ah sailor.

Among guitar notes
He spoke to them about his land
About a carnation and a balcony
Where a girl still cries
Waiting for the one who one day
Forgot to say goodbye
Oh sailor, oh sailor.

With a wide-brimmed hat
And a carnation in the lapel
A Don Juan set sail...