Se a miras (gl – en)

Sailor love poem

Se a miras dille que despois de moitas mareas non vin mar máis fermoso que o que bate atrás dos cristais do seu salón e que en ningunha lingua topei melodía máis agradábel que o son do meu nome na sua boca, cando me chama. Ela.

If you run into her

If you run into her, tell her that after many tides I have not seen a more beautiful sea than the one breaking behind the windows of her living room and that in no language have I come across a more pleasant melody than the sound of my name in her mouth when she calls me.