Una Paloma Blanca
Antonio Molina
A White Dove
A white dove
Like snow, like snow
The other afternoon
He went down to the river to bathe
What do you want?
He has a golden beak
Silver Wings
Lily color
Dove if you are going to bathe
Come with me
By candles the shepherds
Some mountains run
And you with your bad actions
You are destroying my soul
How do you want me to flirt with you?
For sneaking into your room at the wrong time
Prisoner they are taking me now
For putting me in your room to sleep
Little prisoner they take me
Gray-faced horse
Get me out of this sandpit
That's been chasing me
The municipal guard
A white dove
Like snow, like snow
The other afternoon he went down to the river to bathe
What do you want?
He has a golden beak
Silver Wings
Lily color
Dove if you are going to bathe
Come with me
