Navega-Mayra Andrade

Navega - Mayra Andrade O how hard it is, the life of a fisherman The uncertainty of your return makes my heart bleed! Here I am sitting on the quay from which you left, With my anguish and the tears of my love for you. But I don’t lose faith, and with my eyes raised to heaven, I implore God to make still the waves, So that you can return with ease, With a good catch and a little time to stay with me. A little time when I need worry no more…. The fisherman’s wife stands before the statue of the Virgin, She lights a new candle each time he sails away. Listen to the sound of my conch, come back to me, Do not go away O sea, o heaven! Bring him back to me! Let him return so that he might embrace me once again!