Ay, ay, ay
Los Huasos Quincheros
Oh, Oh, Oh
Look out the window, oh, oh, oh,
dove of my soul.
Look out the window, oh, oh, oh,
dove of my soul.
The early dawn is here,
it's coming to announce the day.
The early dawn is here, oh, oh, oh,
it's coming to announce the day.
My love is dying, oh, oh, oh
and it's dying from the cold,
because in your stone heart, (oh, oh, oh… oh, oh, oh),
you don’t want to give it shelter.
Because in your stone heart, oh, oh, oh, (oh, oh, oh),
you don’t want to give it shelter.
Oh, oh, oh... Oh, oh, oh.
