This deviation is based in the story told by the song 'En el Muelle de San Blas', by Maná. (At the San Blas Dock).
I'll submit the lyrics for the song here, the original in spanish and translated to english too.

SPANISH:

Ella despidió a su amor
el partió en un barco en el muelle de San Blas
El juró que volvería y empapada en llanto
ella juró que esperaría
Miles de lunas pasaron y siempre ella estaba
en el muelle, esperando
Muchas tardes se anidaron
en su pelo y en sus labios

Llevaba el mismo vestido
y por si el volviera no se fuera a equivocar
los cangrejos le mordían
sus ropajes, su tristeza y su ilusión
y el tiempo se escurrió
y sus ojos se le llenaron de amaneceres
y del mar se enamoró
y su cuerpo se enraizó en el muelle

Sola, sola, en el olvido
sola, sola con su espíritu
sola, sola con su amor el mar
sola, en el muelle de San Blas

Su cabello se blanqueó
pero ningún barco a su amor le devolvía
Y en el pueblo le decían
la loca del muelle de San Blas
Y una tarde de abril
la intentaron trasladar al manicomio
Nadie la pudo arrancar
y del mar nunca jamás la separaron

Sola, sola, en el olvido
sola, sola con su espíritu
sola, sola con su amor el mar
sola, en el muelle de San Blas...
sola, sola se quedó...

ENGLISH

She said goodbye to her love
He parted in a ship at the San Blas dock
He swore he would come back
And soaked in tears she swore she would wait
A thousand moons passed away,
And she was still at the dock, waiting.
Lots of evenings nestled
In her hair and her lips.

She wore the same dress
In case he would come back,
He would not mistake her.
Crabs bit her dress, her sadness and her illusion.
And time went by,
And her eyes were full of dawns.
She fell in love with the sea
And her body grew roots at the dock.

Alone, alone in oblivion
Alone, alone with her spirit
Alone, alone with her love, the sea
Alone at the San Blas dock

Her hair went white
But no ship brought back her love
And in the village people called her
The crazy woman of the San Blas dock
And in an April afternoon
They tried to take her to the nuthouse
But no one could take her away
And they never separated her from the sea

Alone, alone in oblivion
Alone, alone with her spirit
Alone, alone with her love, the sea
Alone at the San Blas dock
Alone, alone she stayed…


CREDITS:

Stock:
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Moon brush:
Ship: [link]
Birds: Anika Von Holdt Brushes

Lyrics are from Maná's song, so thanks to them for inspiring me.
I want to thank too, she helped me a lot with this one, so thanks a lot, Leah!

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