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White Dove

Rocío Durcal

Paloma blanca

Dicen que el amor es ciego
no puede ver, lo que està pasando.
Cuentan que lo quiere tanto
que de por vida, lo va esperar.
Que lo busca en todas partes
y a todo el mundo, va preguntando,
si lo han visto, dònde y cuàndo,
si no saben, dònde està.

Vuela una paloma blanca
que va llorando,que va llorando,
culpa de un palomo negro
lo està buscando, lo està buscando.

Vuela una paloma blanca
que va llorando, que va llorando
dicen que èl ya no la quiere
que no regresa, no vuelve al nido,
piensan que la està engañando
pero ella jura que està perdido.

Cuentan que por las mañanas
muy tempranito sale a buscarlo.
Dicen que por ir tan lejos,
corre peligro, para volver.
Y regresa ya muy tarde,
cuando la luna, viene asomando.
Sòlo Dios sabe hasta cuando,
va a sufrir, por su querer.

Vuela una paloma blanca
que va llorando, que va llorando,
culpa de un palomo negro,
lo està buscando, lo està buscando.

Vuela una paloma blanca
que va llorando, que va llorando,
dicen que èl ya no la quiere
que no regresa, no vuelve al nido,
piensan que la està engañando,
pero ella jura que està perdido.

Vuela una paloma blanca
que va llorando, que va llorando
culpa de un palomo negro,
lo està buscando, lo està buscando...

White Dove

They say love is blind
can't see what's going on.
They say she loves him so much
that she'll wait for him forever.
She looks for him everywhere
and asks everyone she meets,
whether they've seen him, where and when,
if they don't know, where he is.

A white dove flies
crying, crying,
because of a black pigeon,
she's searching for him, she's searching for him.

A white dove flies
crying, crying,
they say he doesn't love her anymore
that he won't come back, won't return to the nest,
they think he's cheating on her
but she swears he's lost.

They say that in the mornings
she goes out early to find him.
They say that by going so far,
she's in danger, trying to come back.
And she returns very late,
when the moon starts to rise.
Only God knows how long
she'll suffer for her love.

A white dove flies
crying, crying,
because of a black pigeon,
she's searching for him, she's searching for him.

A white dove flies
crying, crying,
they say he doesn't love her anymore
that he won't come back, won't return to the nest,
they think he's cheating on her,
but she swears he's lost.

A white dove flies
crying, crying,
because of a black pigeon,
she's searching for him, she's searching for him...

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