Una Sirena
Paco Ibañez
A Mermaid
He walks slowly, 'cause rushing ain't good.
With his jacket folded up, he handles it with care.
Then he passes by the street where the kids are playing,
he also wanted to be a child, but the war caught him.
Little sailor soldier, you met a mermaid,
one of those who say 'I love you' if they see a fat wallet.
You picked the prettiest one and the worst of the bunch.
Not knowing how it came to be, the storm has taken you.
He wanted to cross the seas and forget his mermaid,
the truth is, it wasn't hard when he met Mariela,
who had green eyes and a business between her legs,
man, what aim! You don't get close to a good one.
Little sailor soldier, you met a mermaid,
one of those who say 'I love you' if they see a fat wallet.
You picked the prettiest one and the worst of the bunch,
not knowing how it came to be, the storm has taken you.
After a rough winter, a bad spring,
tell me why you're looking for a tear in the sand.
After a rough winter...
