The sun hasn't come up but ana and miguel are already burning with love She is lying on him, man and woman, they rumple the bedsheets The sea, crazy about ana, prefers not to watch Jealousy cannot forgive The water nor the seaweed nor the salt
At dawn, miguel is already in his bark Give me a kiss, my love, and wait for me at the beach And the sea murmurs in it's own language: damned fisherman! Say goodbye to her - I will not share her heart
Chorus: And weeping, and weeping, and weeping for him And waiting, and waiting, and waiting, standing In the breeze until miguel returns
In the village they say the white rock is ana Covered with salt and coral, waiting at the beach Wait no more, girl of stone, miguel will not return The sea has him now Not wanting to release him to a woman
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And there are people who are certain That when there is tempest The waves provoke her Miguel's battle to death with the sea
And weeping, and weeping, and weeping for him And waiting, and waiting, and waiting, standing And weeping, and weeping over the sea ...
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