El Corrido de la Paloma Valiente (feat. Iñaki Vázquez)

I'm going to sing you the ballad of the brave dove
To whom a bad lady gave hot water and plucked her feathers
It feels so ugly
She was already fainting, almost hanging up her sneakers when luck finally changed
Because she was a brave dove, one of those that carry messages, in cold or scorching sun

Fly, fly little dove, fly
And take your messages so they can come back at last
Return to their homes (and finally be happy)

She brought the whole town to watch over her sorrow
And to the cursed lady, she gave a strong beating but not to the point of no return
And she may stop being good again
Fly, fly little dove