Playas de Mazarron

The moon reflects on the water
as we swim in the dark,
the light in your eyes casts a shadow
a blue contrast on the beach.

And in the distance, the lights of my city
couples and boats on the sand,
you can still hear the voices of the evening
blending with the exciting sea breeze.

Your blonde hair always tossed back, back
is the sunken island of old,
the pink of dawn
foretells another cold day.

And even though you're by my side, I can't see you,
I can't hold onto you, keep you in my mind
and your lips only say goodbye
i don't move when, when, when
i hear you leave.

I don't move no, no, no,
when I hear you leave,
i don't move no, no, no
when I hear you leave, I don't move no, no, no
when I hear you leave nooo
i don't move no, I don't move no when I hear you leave.

Smoking a cigarette in the wind
waiting for time to pass
i don't move no, no, when I hear you leave.