Vuela Paloma

If I flew just like a dove
I would fly in search of your love
I would ask the clouds
To help me a little
And tell me where you were flying.

Fly, white dove, fly
Tell her that I will return
Tell her she won't be so alone anymore
That I will never leave again.

We were happy together without being apart
Heaven, sun, and sea were witnesses
Only memories will remain
Sad for being so distant
Echoes of a ding-dong, bells of love.

Fly...