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 small boat

"Give me a kiss, my love, and wait for me at the beach"

And the sea murmurs in its 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

On the shore 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 prisoner

Not wanting to release him to a woman





Chorus





And there are people who are certain

That when there is tempest

The waves are provoked by

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 ...