Dove of the Grill (The Grinder)

Palomo Del Comalito (La Molienda)

The beauty, beauty of this landLa chula', la chulada de esta tierra
Grinds corn, grinds corn flourMuele ma', muele masa de maíz
A miracle, miracle from her handsUn mila', un milagro de sus manos
I saw a bright yellow, yellow glowAmari', amarillo brillo vi

The gold is carried in a basket of palm tenate, in tenateEn tena', en tenate lleva de oro
Tender gold, tender golden cornDe oro tier', de oro tierno de maíz
The gold is carried in a basket of palm tenate, in tenateEn tena', en tenate lleva de oro
Tender gold, tender golden cornDe oro tier', de oro tierno de maíz

It's done, my suffering is overYa acabó, ya acabó mi sufrimiento
There's no more evilYa no hay mal
Nothing bad lasts a hundred yearsNo hay mal que dure cien años

Fly and tell, little dove, little dovePalomi', palomita vuela y dile
That I kiss, that I am kissing her hands hereQue yo be', que yo beso aquí sus manos
Fly and tell, little dove, little dovePalomi', palomita vuela y dile
That I kiss, that I am kissing her hands hereQue yo be', que yo beso aquí sus manos

Little dove, little dove sings a miraclePalomi', palomita canta un milagro
From the mass of smoke from this griddleDe la masa del humo de este comal
You, who drank, you, who drank my tearsTú que be', tú que bebiste mis lágrimas
Of grains, of grains, of little grains of crystalDe gra', de gra', de granitos de cristal

Little dove, little dove sings a miraclePalomi', palomita canta un milagro
From the mass of smoke from this griddleDe la masa del humo de este comal
You, who drank, you, who drank my tearsTú que be', tú que bebiste mis lágrimas
Of grains, of grains, of little grains of crystalDe gra', de gra', de granitos de cristal

And miracles, and miracles, of this landY milagros, y milagros de esta tierra
And women whose hands feedY mujeres que sus manos alimentan

The one who invites, the one who invitesLa que invi', la que invita
Even if she has nothingAunque nada tenga
And fights for the things that are goodY pelea por las cosas que sí son buenas
The one who invites, the one who invitesLa que invi', la que invita
Even if she has nothingAunque nada tenga
And fights for the things that are goodY pelea por las cosas que sí son buenas

Little dove, little dove sings a miraclePalomi', palomita canta un milagro
From the mass of smoke from this griddleDe la masa del humo de este comal
You, who drank, you, who drank my tearsTú que be', tú que bebiste mis lágrimas
Of grains, of grains, of little grains of crystalDe gra', de gra', de granitos de cristal

Little dove, little dove sings a miraclePalomi', palomita canta un milagro
From the mass of smoke from this griddleDe la masa del humo de este comal
You, who drank, you, who drank my tearsTú que be', tú que bebiste mis lágrimas
Of grains, of grains, of little grains of crystalDe gra', de gra', de granitos de cristal

Of grains, of grains, of little grains of crystalDe gra', de gra', de granitos de cristal
Of grains, of grains, of little grains of crystalDe gra', de gra', de granitos de cristal