Huelva!

Touch my face and let me be on your beach shouting your name
Huelva, I love you

With my guitar, I always carry a couple of lyrics, and God help me
If I don’t mention you in them
It’s just not polite, oh my beloved land
A sailor said it, and it’s art that runs in their veins and to their
Beautiful women

They’re waiting for us, singing at the port, and this is my
Dark-haired girl, this is my Rociera
Touch my face and let me be on your beach shouting your name
Huelva, I love you

Let me tell you from your conqueror that without you
I’d die, oh kiss me, my Huelva sailor…!
Ally of the sea with its three skulls, the southern flavor
That Huelva leaves us
Look at me sideways, turn around, and there you’ll see the square
Love and its beautiful neighborhoods filled with art, all enchanted
Your fandango, Huelva, oh it shines bright, oh it shines bright
Touch my face and let me be on your beach shouting your name
Huelva, I love you

Let me tell you from your conqueror that without you
I’d die, oh kiss me, my Huelva sailor…
Touch my face and let me be on your beach shouting your name
Huelva, I love you
Let me tell you from your conqueror that without you
I’d die
Oh kiss me, my Huelva sailor… my Huelva sailor!