Sirilla Triste

A call from the sea
broke through the circle of his arms,
patches of cold fog
were erasing his eyes
and in the mist of the docks
he disappeared with long strides.
I didn't cry to leave
the path illuminated.

Oh, pain that you left,
Oh, pain that you left,
Oh, pain that you left
on the path of the ships.

In the smoke of the docks
bitter mysteries float:
one never knows if those
who lost their trail will return.
My heart could never
free itself from the omen;
somewhere in the sea
it fell asleep with a long dream.

Oh, pain that you took,
Oh, pain that you took,
Oh, pain that you took
the warmth of so many years.

The farewell handkerchief
next to your wet kiss
warm my heart
and light up my hands.
One day I will find
a way to reunite.
Nothing can separate us:
neither the mist nor the shipwreck.

But in a place in the sea,
but in a place in the sea,
but in a place in the sea,
Oh, pain, you're taking too long.

* In the album 'Ships in the Night,' Silvia Urbina sings: one day to meet.