La Barca de Guaymas

At the stroke of the oar
The waves stir
Light is the boat
At the sound of the water
My sorrow deepens
My soul sobs
For so many sorrows
My anguished love
Crying calls for you
And you are far away
And alone
Very alone
My soul is found

Joyful traveler
Returning to the port
From distant lands
What strange pilot
Led your boat
Without sail and anchor
From which region do you come
That you have
shattered
Your sails so white
And you were singing
And you return bringing
Death in the soul

I am the sailor
Who happily from Guaymas
Set out one morning
Carrying in my boat
Like a pilot bird
My sweet hope
Through unknown seas
The storm sank
My holy desires
That's why my sorrows are
Broken
And I bring death
In the soul
You left singing
And today you return bringing
Death in the soul