Estampa Marina

Among the many beachgoers
I see them head towards the sea with hope
I remember the voice of a child saying:

Daddy, I want you to bring a big
fish, for me...

Quilito Romero leaves
Calando Pizarro leaves,
Siquito and Severo leave
to fish what's needed.

They leave singing to life
there's a melody in the oars
they say as a farewell
to the evening we'll see each other.

Those who stay on the shore
start joining in a prayer
the horizon miles away
doesn't guarantee return.

The horizon miles away
doesn't guarantee return.

And it's five in the afternoon
there's no hope at all
a cowardly cry begins
for so much bad luck.

They sang their farewell
trusting in good luck
but the sea that gives life
wanted this time to give death.

But the sea that gives life
wanted this time to give death.

Chorus:
(Neither the horizon is seen, nor the people who left).

That little boy who was waiting for a fish, how blessed
how will I explain it to him.

Poor Calando Pizarro
the man who went to the water and will never return.

The oars have reached the shore,
but the boat is not seen.

How I want to cry on this sad afternoon,
what suffering, Merced.

Cecilio looked and said he wasn't going
that man knew why.

People keep waiting on the shore
like standing trees.

Because of their love for fishing they left singing
a beautiful melody.

It's five in the afternoon
my people will not return.

Horizon, foam, and sand Siquito
I will never forget you.

But least of all the people, no, no
and least of all the people.

That's the story,
of the humble man who fights for his livelihood
against the wind and the tide. Hummm