We find ourselves in 1230, in Galicia, near Santiago de Compostela. Beneath a roman archway, facing the sea.
You who love a sweetheart
to the sea of Vigo come with me
and we shall bathe in the waves
You who love a lover
to the foaming ocean come with me
and we shall bathe in the waves
To the sea of Vigo come with me
and my love there we shall see
and we shall bathe in the waves
To the foaming ocean come with me
and my lover there we shall see
and we shall bathe in the waves
to the sea of Vigo come with me
and we shall bathe in the waves
You who love a lover
to the foaming ocean come with me
and we shall bathe in the waves
To the sea of Vigo come with me
and my love there we shall see
and we shall bathe in the waves
To the foaming ocean come with me
and my lover there we shall see
and we shall bathe in the waves
