I used to sit on a bench
In front of a fishing port
And I used to drench
My feet overboard

There, I'd always see
An old lady in black
Making a silent call
And weeping quietly

R: I asked that old lady looking at the sea
Why is she still here, she responded to me
I wait for him, wait for him, he'll come back with the wind
Since I know what true love means

He was a young sailor
Just married to her
One day he left on the boat
And disappeared on the shore

She cried and cried
She cleared all her mind
And she wishes to see him
Looking at the skyline

R: I asked that old lady looking at the sea
Why is she still here, she responded to me
I wait for him, wait for him, he'll come back with the wind
Since I know what true love means

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