NIGHT-SONG OF THE ANDALUSIAN SAILORS

From Cádiz to Gibraltar
how fine the road!
The sea knows I go by,
by the sighs.

Ay, girl of mine, girl of mine,
how full of boats is Málaga harbour!

From Cádiz to Sevilla
how many little lemons!
The lemon-trees know me,
by the sighs.

Ay, girl of mine, girl of mine,
how full of boats is Málaga harbour!

From Sevilla to Carmona
there isn’t a single knife.
The half moon slices,
and, wounded, the air goes by.

Ay, boy of mine, boy of mine,
let the waves carry off my stallion!

Through the pale salt-seams
I forgot you, my love.
He who needs a heart
let him ask for my forgetting.

Ay, boy of mine, boy of mine,
let the waves carry off my stallion!

Cádiz, let the sea flow over you,
don’t advance this way.
Sevilla, on your feet,
so you don’t drown in the river.

Ay, girl of mine!
Ay, boy of mine!
How fine the road!
How full of boats the harbour,
and how cold it is in the square!