El Muelle de San Blass
Agapornis
The Pier of San Blas
Uhhhh
She said goodbye to her love
He left on a boat
At the pier of San Blas.
He swore he would return
And soaked in tears, she swore
That she would wait.
Thousands of moons passed
And she was always at the pier
Waiting.
Many afternoons nested
Nested in her hair
And on her lips.
Alone... alone in oblivion
Alone... alone with her spirit
Alone... alone with her love the sea
Alone... at the pier of San Blas.
Her hair turned white
But no boat
Returned her love.
And in the town they said
They called her the crazy one
From the pier of San Blas.
One April afternoon
They tried to take her
To the asylum.
No one could tear her away
And from the sea never again
Were they separated.
Alone... alone in oblivion
Alone... alone with her spirit
Alone... alone with her love the sea
Alone... at the pier of San Blas.
Oooh...
Alone... alone in oblivion
Alone... alone with her spirit
Alone... alone with the sun and the sea
Alone... ooh alone...
