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!