Cerca Del Mar [English translation]
Cerca Del Mar [English translation]
A bag of milk ran aground on the sand
A blue whisper like a rattle
A salty wind that enters in your veins
(From the sun a white veil falls, noon light)
Close to the sea.
Every skin becomes prisoner of the iodine
Every hinge becomes rusty again
Everybody says to not care about anything
And everybody tries, tries again.
(A white house sinks itself on the dunes)
Close to the sea, close to the sea.
Once they went to the beach
One night before Carnival
Once they went too far,
All the year to remember.
(The wind carried a guitar, far in the night)
Close to the sea, close to the sea.
Close to the sea, close to the sea.
A shadow grows on the horizon
A tent flies on the windstorm
The bathers hides as good as they can
They carry what they could save
(This sea is not water and salt, is green blood out of control)
A rastafari from the Pocitos district
Floats on the drowsiness of the honeygrappa
Tastes the wood of an mezzanine floor
Making love on tiptoes
(All that glitters is gold under the soft lens of the summer)
Close to the sea, close to the sea.
Close to the sea, close to the sea.
- Artist:Jorge Drexler
- Album:Radar