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