Como Castillo de Arena

What a misfortune it has been
The one who sows and doesn't reap,
And the work has been lost.

Never abandon her,
Because the only one who loves you
In this world is your mother.

Like a sandcastle,
That was your love for me,
So little was the firmness
That the wind took it away.

And mortal weariness
Is what is cried inside
And the tears don't come out.

Don't think that I forgot you
Even if I don't go to see you,
It would be unfair to have you
Always by my side
Until death comes.

I stand looking at the sea,
I see how the waves
Some come and others go.

All my ship despairs
Because the dance
No one expects.
Polish
The boot,
Polish
The heel,
You are prettier
Than a corkscrew.