Copla Del Viudo Del Submarino

My girlfriend left on a ship
In the second world war
And a submarine from hitler
Sent that ship to the bottom of the sea
My girlfriend was pretty
The ship was Spanish
Due to a distance error
Rodolfo hitler destroyed me
I have never been able to forget her
My girlfriend was phenomenal
Every time I peel a shrimp
I remember her way of kissing
And when I peel a spider crab
Lobster or prawn
I remember that I am a widower
I am the widower of the submarine
And at the bottom of the sea I have
A silent girlfriend
And a little fried fish
Brings me her memory
I ask all the clams
If any of them have seen her
My sorrow is longer than the beard of jesus christ
And when summer comes I go
To cry all the way to fuengirola
I am a prisoner with the ball
At the bottom of the sea
Run come soul of na'
You know I don't want anything
More than to see my girlfriend return
From the bottom of the sea
I study cartography
And I did military service as a frogman
And I know more fish names
Than the owner of a fish market
I joined the calypso
Jacques cousteau has adopted me
And when he descended into the abyss
His bathyscaphe
I was inside
I have never been able to forget her
Maybe she is now just coral
Maybe some whale
Has covered her in gray amber
May the mantas wrap her
May the stars illuminate her
May the echinoderms
Be sweet and tender
As is customary.