Cucurrucucu Paloma

They say that at night he would just cry
They say he wouldn't eat, just drink
They swear the sky itself trembled upon hearing his cry
How he suffered for her, calling out to her even in his death

Cucurrucucu
He sang
Ay ay ay ay ayy
He moaned
Ay ay ay ay ayy
He sang
Of mortal passion
He died

That a sad dove
Early in the morning will sing to him
To the little house alone with its doors wide open
They swear that dove is nothing more than his soul
Still waiting for the wretched one to return

Cucurrucucu
Dove
Cucurrucucu
Don't cry
The stones never
Dove
Will know
Of loves
Cucurrucucu
Cucurrucucu
Cucurrucucu
Dove
Don't cry for him anymore