Bahía Negra

Black Bay has the color
Of your eyes, girl
It also has your scent
Brought by the breeze
It has an easy laughter
Just like your laughter

Black Bay has the skin
Black as the night
Africa sleeps there
Since it was young
And in its memory, music
So no one can steal it

Africa sleeps and someone will break its silence
When it wakes up, its dreams will come true