Pirata de Botika

Wind astern,
dreams to starboard,
what does it matter if it blows
if I'm the one sailing,
looking for your treasure
and you hold the helm
adrift... and adrift.

Being a pirate,
who fears no pain,
and you board my little boat,
the frigate of my love,
the rocks on the shore
will break the shell
that is my heart, that is my heart.

Having a little boat
and you the treasure of my love,
I'm a pharmacy pirate
because you hold the helm.

Being a pirate,
who fears no pain,
and you board my little boat,
the frigate of my love,
the rocks on the shore
will break the shell
that is my heart, that is my heart.

Having a little boat
and you the treasure of my love,
I'm a pharmacy pirate
because you hold the helm.