Se Equivoco La Paloma

The dove was wrong, she was wrong
For going north she went south, she thought the wheat was water
She was wrong

She thought the sea was the sky, that night was morning
She was wrong, she was wrong
That the stars were dew, that heat was snow

She was wrong, she was wrong
That your skirt was her blouse, that your heart was her home
She was wrong, she was wrong

She fell asleep on the shore or on the top of a branch

She was wrong, she was wrong
That your skirt was her blouse, that your heart was her home
She was wrong, she was wrong
She was wrong, she was wrong