Muelle de San Blas

She said goodbye to her love, he left on a boat
at the San Blas pier, he swore he would return
and soaked in tears she swore 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 uh...
she wore the same dress and in case he returned
he wouldn't be mistaken, the crabs bit
her clothing, her sadness, and her illusion

And time slipped away and her eyes filled
with sunrises and she fell in love with the sea
and her body stayed at the pier

Alone, Alone in oblivion
Alone, Alone with her spirit
Alone, Alone with her love the sea
Alone...at the San Blas pier

Her hair turned white but no boat
returned her love and in the town they said
they called her the crazy woman of the San Blas pier

And one April afternoon they tried to take her
to the asylum, no one could tear her away and from
the sea they never separated her

Alone, Alone in oblivion
Alone, Alone with her spirit
Alone, Alone with her love the sea
Alone...

Alone, Alone in oblivion
Alone, Alone with her spirit
Alone, Alone with her love the sea
Alone...

Alone, She stayed, she stayed until the end
Alone, she stayed, stayed alone
With her love and with the sea

Alone She stayed, Alone she stayed until the end
Alone, She stayed, stayed at the pier
of San Blas