El Pescador de Baru

Last night I couldn't reach you
I wanted to shout to let off steam
So I started to meditate
That one comes to the world to suffer
And I endured the storm
The sea was rough
My little boat was in danger
And I was on the other side
Ah, poor me, ah, poor me
But the fisherman of Baru stands firm on the beach
The fisherman of Baru
The fisherman of Baru
The fisherman of Baru
The fisherman of Baru
And the desire was killing me
To be with you in the ranch
Because you know I love you
And I can't suffer so much
The fisherman of Baru
Takes refuge in Cartagena
And always cries his sorrow
Because of the rough sea
Ah, poor me
Ah, poor me