Pequeño Marinero - Jose Luis Perales

Hoy siento no poder cantarte

Una canción de amor

Hoy tengo amigo mío

Roto el corazón roto el corazón

Hoy he visto un velero sin marinero

Y a la deriva jugaba

Con las olas y se reía y se reía

Y en una playa una mujer de luto lloraba

Por la vida que no dio fruto, que no dio fruto

Y preguntaba, cuando miraba alto

¿Por qué si soy tan pobre, me robas tanto

Me robas tanto?

Tenía el viento como amigo y la mirada azul

Un sol de vacaciones y su juventud y su juventud

Tenía unos amigos y un pueblo viejo

Que andaba en fiestas

Y un barco de bidones entre la hierba

Entre la hierba

El tenía el alma de viejo marinero

Y se quedó en el agua con su velero

Con su velero

Y en una playa una mujer de luto lloraba por la vida

Que no dio fruto, que no dio fruto

Today I'm sorry I can't sing to you

A love song

Today I have a friend of mine

broken heart broken heart

Today I have seen a sailboat without a sailor

And adrift played

With the waves and laughed and laughed

And on a beach a woman in mourning cried

For the life that she did not bear fruit, that she did not bear fruit

And she asked, when she looked up

Why, if I am so poor, do you steal so much from me?

Do you steal so much from me?

I had the wind as a friend and a blue gaze

A vacation sun and its youth and its youth

I had some friends and an old town

who went to parties

And a boat of drums in the grass

among the grass

He had the soul of an old sailor

And he stayed in the water with his sailboat

with his sailboat

And on a beach a woman in mourning cried for life

That he did not bear fruit, that he did not bear fruit