If the sea was milk
The cinnamon boats
I whole stain
For saving my flag

If the sea was milk
I would make a pexcador
Pexcaria of my pain
With love palavricas

In the sea there is a tower
A window in the tower
In the window is a daughter
That the sailors love.

Give me your hand palomba
To swatch to your nest
Maldicha that durmes single
durmir come to you