An old woman loses her husband in a storm, but a statue of a god washes up with his boat and she worships it. One day in early spring, as the children are playing, a young man suddenly appears. A young carpenter is trying to build a bridge across a river, but every storm that comes washes it away.
Thanks to the thin-thread 
nets that she gave them,
Gracias a la abuela y a su red, 
todos los pescadores
Gracias a la abuela y a su red, 
todos los pescadores
Graças a rede com fio fino que ela fizera,