Oh salty sea, how much of your salt
Is tears of Portugal!
Because we crossed you, so many mothers wept,
So many sons prayed in vain!
So many brides remained unmarried
That you should be ours, oh sea!
Was it worthwhile? Everything is worthwhile
When the soul is not small.
He who wants to go beyond Cape Bojador
Has to go beyond pain.
God to the sea gave peril and abyss
But it was in it that God mirrored heaven.