En aquellos tiempos las sirenas
formaban coros con tonadas
hechiceras tan hermosas
que los tatas marinos
tenían que amarrarse con jarcias
para no sucumbir enloquecidos
a sus endemoniados encantos.

Saludando al sol que tiñe las nubes
ahora las hadas marinas vienen con nosotras
tejemos sueños con hilos de miel y oro
en los bordes del océano,
en el vientre de la mar.

Ahora nosotras salimos en busca de sustento
mientras el viento en el velero
hincha nuestras alas mariposas
trazando el curso del porvenir solar.

Arte digital realizado por @xpilar

We are the descendants of the legends
who sailed the primeval waters
to build the history of the world.

We are the daughters of the giants of the sea
who dropped anchor on odyssey periples
when monsters were devouring naos.

In those times the sirens
formed choirs with melodies
such beautiful sorceresses
that the marine tatas
they had to be tied up in rigging
so as not to succumb to the madness
to their demonic charms.

Waving to the sun that dyes the clouds
now the sea fairies are coming with us
we weave dreams with threads of honey and gold
at the edge of the ocean,
in the belly of the sea.

Now we go out in search of sustenance
while the wind in the sailboat
puffs up our butterfly wings
charting the course of the solar future.

English translation
was made through DeepL