Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song A La Mar, artist - Fortuna. Date of issue: 27.05.2019
Song language: Spanish
A La Mar(original) |
| Kuando el sol y el horizonte |
| Se entreveran en la mar |
| Y el sueño abre los ojos |
| Ke descubren su mirar |
| Kuando el barco pide al puerto |
| Ke lo deshe navegar |
| Y se lloran despedidas |
| Ke ya no se olvidaran |
| Kuando suenan los tambores |
| De los hombres ke se van |
| Y kalientan corazones |
| De los ke se kedarán |
| Kuando se haze fuego el dia |
| Y falta vino y falta pan |
| Y s lloran despedidas |
| Ke ya no s olvidaran |
| Adios mi Sefarad |
| Yo ya me lanzo a la mar |
| Me konvierto en espumas |
| En las olas ke han de passar |
| Kuando el tiempo y la memorias |
| Se hazen luz al despertar |
| Y hay kaminos en mi kante |
| Sea kual fuere el lugar |
| Kuando el dia pare noches |
| Ke parecen no acabar |
| Y se lloran despedidas |
| Ke ya no se olvidaran |
| Sefarad Alepo Vilna Alicante |
| Marrakesh |
| Otro mundo, nuevo mundo |
| Rueda el mundo em su altivez |
| Y yo ruedo kon el mundo |
| Anhelando lucidez |
| Y despierto en un kamino |
| Komo por primera vez |
| Adios mi Sefarad |
| Yo ya me lanzo a la mar |
| Me konvierto en espumas |
| En las oslas ke han de passar |
| (translation) |
| When the sun and the horizon |
| They get mixed up in the sea |
| And the dream opens its eyes |
| They discover their look |
| When the ship requests the port |
| I want to navigate |
| And goodbyes are cried |
| Ke they will not be forgotten |
| When the drums sound |
| Of the men who leave |
| And they warm hearts |
| Of those who will stay |
| When fire is made on the day |
| And there is no wine and there is no bread |
| And they cry goodbyes |
| Ke they will not forget |
| Goodbye my Sepharad |
| I already throw myself into the sea |
| I turn into foams |
| In the waves that have to pass |
| When time and memories |
| They become light when they wake up |
| And there are roads in my kante |
| Whatever the place |
| When the day stops nights |
| They seem not to end |
| And goodbyes are cried |
| Ke they will not be forgotten |
| Sepharad Aleppo Vilnius Alicante |
| marrakesh |
| Another world, new world |
| The world rolls in its haughtiness |
| And I roll with the world |
| longing for lucidity |
| And I wake up in a way |
| komo for the first time |
| Goodbye my Sepharad |
| I already throw myself into the sea |
| I turn into foams |
| In the waves that have to pass |