Es Far de Ses Salines

He still has the key to the lighthouse where he worked,
He still has the key since he retired,
He takes his son's bike, a mountain bike,
And rides around to avoid passing in front of old age,
And he takes the road to the lighthouse of Ses Salines,
He takes the road and carries the lantern behind, behind,
There's a smuggling hideout, a smuggler.

The night has already closed and he climbs to the top,
He puts on his anorak and opens a window.
Due to the lack of moonlight, Venus reflects on the sea,
His eyes are full of stars from so much pondering,
And he thinks he's just on top of one of many,
His eyes are full of stars from looking at them so much.
"oh, look, look, are there... how many".