Rodriguez Silvio
Causes and Chances
Boga Boga
During the day or at night
the fisherman goes out to sea.
The sea has not set a timetable for him
/>still sailing.
Boga, boga, boga, row again
boga, boga, boga to work.
By day or by night
the fisherman and his skin
they carry a net, they carry a hook
and more carry duty.
Boga, boga, boga, boga again
boga, boga, boga to work.
Hours pass, days pass
and they are counted by months
and their joy and sadness
the fish know them.
From between their hands they must go
every corner of the future
the face of the bride
the mother or the one who was born
the same day he left.
Then he swears that now
he is going to live.
Then he swears that he will never go out again.
That this time is the last one
at sea.
And time passes
and he does not see the day to return.
And time passes
between dangers without a woman
and time passes
that does not allow breathing.
But the earth is ending
when the fisherman returns
that is why he always returns, to the sea
his great love.
Boga, boga, boga, row again
boga, boga, boga to work.
And he goes from ocean to ocean
with his hook with his net
whether the lightning strikes or the wind blows
that's where you can see it.
Boga, boga, boga, boga again
boga, boga, boga to work.
No one knows how he dreams
how a fisherman dreams
every time he catches prey
there he has his love.
Boga, boga, boga, boga again
boga, boga, boga to work.
The fisherman carries on board
a palm and a love .
Love pulls it from the bottom
the palm of the heart.

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