La Loca Del Muelle de San Blas

"She said goodbye to her love
As he sailed away from the San Blas pier
He promised he would return
And soaked in tears she swore she would wait
Thousands of moons passed
She was always by the pier
Waiting…
Many afternoons nested themselves,
They nested themselves in her hair
And on her lips…

She always wore the same outfit
So that upon his return he would not mistake her for someone else
The crabs would bite,
Her clothes, her sadness and her illusion
As time slipped by,
Her eyes welled with sunrises
She fell in love with the sea
And her body rooted itself to the pier

She was alone…"

En El Muelle De San Blas - Maná