Cucurrucucu Paloma
Pandora
Coo Coo Dove
They say that at night
all she did was cry,
they say he wouldn’t eat
just kept drinking all the time,
they swear the very sky
shook at the sound of his weeping,
how he suffered for her
that even in death he called her name.
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh he sang
oh, oh, oh, oh, oh she came
oh, oh, oh, oh, oh he cried
of deadly passion, he died.
A sad dove
will sing to him early in the morn
at his lonely little house
with its doors wide open,
they swear that dove
is nothing but his soul
still waiting for her
to return, the unfortunate one.
Coo coo dove
coo coo dove don’t cry
the stones will never
the stones will never
the stones will never, dove.
What do they know
what do they know
what do they know about love?
Coo coo
coo coo
coo coo dove
stop your crying.
