Paloma Mía
Junto a tu cuello de porcelana
yo me tendiera, paloma mía
Quién lo pudiera besar un día,
quién lo posara sobre tu cama.
Junto a tu boca de fina grana
yo me durmiera, paloma mía.
Si me quisieras, cuánto querría,
paloma rosa de mis mañanas.
Junto a tu cuello de porcelana
yo me tendiera, paloma mía
Quién lo pudiera besar un día,
quién lo posara sobre tu cama.
Digo tu nombre todos los días
Digo tu nombre paloma amada,
porque tu boca, la mas soñada,
porque tu cuello y la lejanía.
Junto a tu cuello de porcelana
yo me tendiera, paloma mía
Quién lo pudiera besar un día,
quién lo posara sobre tu cama.
Junto a tu boca de fina grana
yo me durmiera, paloma mía.
Si me quisieras, cuánto querría,
paloma rosa de mis mañanas.
My Dove
Next to your porcelain neck
I would lay, my dove
Who could kiss it one day,
who could lay it on your bed.
Next to your mouth of fine grain
I would fall asleep, my dove.
If you loved me, how much I would want,
rose dove of my mornings.
Next to your porcelain neck
I would lay, my dove
Who could kiss it one day,
who could lay it on your bed.
I say your name every day
I say your name beloved dove,
because your mouth, the most dreamed of,
because your neck and the distance.
Next to your porcelain neck
I would lay, my dove
Who could kiss it one day,
who could lay it on your bed.
Next to your mouth of fine grain
I would fall asleep, my dove.
If you loved me, how much I would want,
rose dove of my mornings.