Cu Cu Ru Cu Cu Paloma
Harry Belafonte
Cu Cu Ru Cu Cu Paloma
They say that at night
He only went to cry
They say he didn't eat
He only went to drink
They swear that the same sky
Shook when hearing his cry
How he suffered for her
Even in his death, he kept calling her
Ayayayay he sang
Ayayayay he moaned
Ayayayay he sang
He died of mortal passion
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 this dove
Is nothing more than his soul
That still waits for her
For the unfortunate one to return
Cu cu ru cu cu Paloma
Cu cu ru cu cu don't cry
Stones never, Paloma
Will understand about love
Cu cu ru cu cu
Cu cu ru cu cu
Cu cu ru cu cu
Paloma, don't cry anymore