I'm a mermaid of a sea that spills
from the south to the oblivion,
I'm sand of silent beach
when he's asleep,
I'm the levant wind if he goes,
I'm pain if he's gone,
I'm moon ray all alone
and in the deep of my soul, I'm Rocío.
Rocío of salty water, sun and sand,
Rocío charm of Cadiz and brown skin,
Rocío of thousand chants
bathed in orange blossoms
Rocío of smile and pain,
Rocío of white moon,
Rocío of black clouds,
Rocío from the cradle and sailor,
Rocío of white moon,
Rocío of black clouds,
Rocío from the cradle and sailor.
I'm the yell of a people complaining
singing bulerías,
I'm the secret bride of a sailboat
anchored at the bay,
I'm the bare white of the lime
and the green of the olive,
I'm an aching saeta in a balcony
and in the deep of my soul, I'm Rocío.