Culpa de un Palomo
Dicen que el amor es ciego,
no puede ver, lo que está pasando,
cuentan que lo quiere tanto,
que de por vida, lo va esperar,
quién lo busca en todas partes
y a todo el mundo va preguntando,
si lo han visto dónde y cuándo,
si no saben dónde está.
Vuela una paloma blanca,
que va llorando,
que va llorando,
culpa de un palomo negro,
lo está buscando,
lo está buscando,
vuela una paloma blanca,
que va llorando,
que va llorando,
dicen que ya no la quiere,
que no regresa,
no vuelve al nido,
cuentan que la está engañando,
pero ella jura,
que está perdido.
Cuentan que por las mañanas,
muy tempranito, salí a buscarla,
dicen que por ir tan lejos,
corre peligro, para volver,
que regresa ya muy tarde
cuando la luna viene asomando,
sólo dios sabía hasta cuando,
va sufrir por su querer.
The Blame of a Dove
They say love is blind,
it can't see what's going on,
they say she loves him so much,
that she'll wait for him forever,
who's searching everywhere
and asking everyone,
if they've seen him, where and when,
if they don't know where he is.
A white dove flies,
crying as it goes,
crying as it goes,
blame it on a black dove,
it's searching for him,
it's searching for him,
a white dove flies,
crying as it goes,
crying as it goes,
they say he doesn't love her anymore,
that he won't come back,
won't return to the nest,
they say he's cheating on her,
but she swears,
he's lost.
They say that in the mornings,
early on, she went out to find him,
they say that by going so far,
she's in danger, trying to come back,
that she returns very late
when the moon starts to rise,
only God knew how long,
she'll suffer for his love.
Escrita por: Rafael Ferro / Roberto Livi