Una Palomita
Banda Carnaval
A Little Dove
A little dove that had
Its nest in a green orange tree
Left it alone because her dove
Was deceiving her
Both the dove and I feel the same
The same sorrows
With my tears and her tears
We fill the seas
Oh little dove
What are we going to do
If your dove hurt you
His love hurt me too.
(And there goes my friend, Tesoño
Pure Coyotitan, old Sinaloa
Oh my my)
Near the fountain is
The orange tree covered in sorrows
A little dove is
Far away crossing the seas
Like that dove
I would also like to have wings
Forget my sorrows and like her
Cross the seas
Oh little dove
What are we going to do
If your dove hurt you
His love hurt me too.
