He walks slowly, that haste isn't good
And on his arm, neatly folded, the jacket
Then he passes by the street where the kids play
He also wanted to be a kid, but the war caught him
Little sailor soldier, you met a mermaid
The kind that say "I love you" if they see the wallet full
You picked the prettiest and the least good
Without knowing how it came, the storm has caught you
He wanted to cross the seas and forget his mermaid
Truth is, it wasn't hard when he met Mariela
Who had green eyes and a business between her legs
What an aim, you don't get near a good one
Little sailor soldier, you met a mermaid
The kind that say "I love you" if they see the wallet full
You picked the prettiest and the least good
Without knowing how it came, the storm has caught you
After a bad winter
Tell me why you're looking for
After a bad winter
Tell me why you're looking for
After a bad winter
Tell me why you're looking for
After a bad winter