A Canzón De Un Mariñeiro

The Song of a Sailor (Os Tamara)

White sails that roam
across the sea when horizons,
are hearts that sail
through the paths of death,
the song of a sailor
made of shadows and sun,
and a mix of sorrows
with the storm it has spun.

You stop at that beach
where the roaring sea pulled,
and a flower that’s submerged
is watered with dead water.
The pines by the shore
fish for what the land lights.
To cry for clarity
on nights that feel like winter.
(Repeat)

A star fell in the sea,
now we have golden fish
with love, I went to her.
Everything sings, everything cries
for the sea and for the land.

Everything sings, everything cries
for the sea and for the land.
(Repeat)