Barquito Chiquitito

I have a tiny little boat
And it smells like cinnamon
And a tiny little handkerchief
Carries as a sail
When my sorrow is alone
It always sails with it
The waves envy it
The white waves
And it's made of paper
The puddles of water
Play at seas
And my sailboat are my songs
That carries hidden as a stowaway
The little rose lit up
That I had for a heart
The little rose lit up
That I had for a heart

A tiny little corner, tiny
By the shore
That my tiny little boat
Lost its keel
Poor sailboat!
That escaped from my hand
It went after a star, white star
And it shipwrecked
The puddles of water
Play at seas
And my sailboat
Are my songs
That carries hidden as a stowaway
The little rose lit up
That I had for a heart
The little rose lit up
That I had for a heart