La niña del faro azul
Trémolo
The girl from the blue lighthouse
I want to tell you a beautiful story
That only exists in tales
She loved him and wouldn't let go
Of the memory he left her
And in the mornings
She went out to wait for him at the lighthouse
And while she knitted a poncho for both of them
She knew he would come someday to find her
She wakes up early and goes out to look for him
To see if there is any news of him
And in the midst of tears, she bleeds out
The girl dies for him
And in the distance, a corvette was seen returning
Back to the town, but he comes with his wife
She, upon knowing he was coming, ran to hug him
She crawled closer, trying to touch him one last time
She missed him and was dying to know he already had a wife
It smells of jasmine and the scent of roses that once loved him
They all carry her, witnesses of the greatest and purest love
And one morning she went out to look at herself in the sea
And the waves caressed her as they saw her cry
They say the sea took her away but I know it was her love
She crawled closer, trying to touch him one last time
She missed him and was dying to know he already had a wife