El cantar tiene sentido

(Polo from Margarita)

Singing makes sense,
understanding and reason.
Singing makes sense,
listen, my love, understanding and reason.

Good pronunciation,
the instrument to the ear.
Good pronunciation,
listen, Julián, the instrument to the ear.

The night enchants me more than the day
but my heart is never satisfied
feeling the passage of the moon
traveling in the silence of the shadow.

Out there comes a ship
and in it comes my love.
His eyes are looking at me
at the foot of the main mast.

And that crown rolling on the beach
that crown, whose will it be?
That crown, life, will be of some sailor
who made his grave at the bottom of the sea.