In Pedro's tavern a pale lamp is burning,
And at the tables there are people with depraved faces.
They drink rum like water,
The rich man is the one who pays,
So every drop is a pity!
Inside, among the tables, a stranger sits,
They say he has a hundred ships sailing the sea,
Yet he never goes to a bright bar,
Only to Pedro's tavern,
And he waits for a dark girl...
The girl he's waiting for is so beautiful, all charm,
Her voice plays softly, lullaby, lullaby.
She doesn't need money, nor diamonds,
She doesn't need a rich man,
Her heart belongs only to Fernando,
Who makes her blood burn, who makes her blood burn!
In Pedro's tavern a pale lamp is burning,
The door opens and sailor Fernando enters.
He gets a kiss from the girl,
The rich man stands up and pays, he has nothing left to wait for.
The girl he's waiting for is so beautiful, full of charm,
Her voice plays softly, lullaby, lullaby.
She doesn't need money, nor diamonds,
She doesn't need a rich gentleman,
Her heart belongs only to Fernando,
Who makes her blood burn, who makes her blood burn!
[Violin Solo]
[Final Chorus]
A pale lamp burns in Pedro's tavern,
And at the tables are people with depraved faces.
They drink rum like water,
The rich gentleman is the one who pays,
So it's a shame for every drop!
Inside, among the tables, a stranger sits,
They say he has a hundred ships sailing the sea,
Yet he doesn't go to a bright bar,
Only to Pedro's tavern,
And he waits for a brunette girl...
The girl he's waiting for is so beautiful, full of charm,
Her voice plays softly, lullaby, lullaby.
She doesn't need money or diamonds,
She doesn't need a rich gentleman,
Her heart belongs only to Fernando,
Who makes her blood burn, who makes her blood burn!
A pale lamp is burning in Pedro's tavern,
the door opens and sailor Fernando enters.
The girl kisses him ten,
the rich gentleman stands up and pays, there's nothing left for him to wait for.
The girl is so beautiful, she's waiting for him, all charm,
Her voice plays softly, lullaby, lullaby.
She doesn't need money or diamonds,
She doesn't need a rich gentleman,
Her heart belongs only to Fernando,
Who makes her blood burn, who makes her blood burn!
[Violin Solo]
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