Paloma negra

I'm tired of crying, and it doesn't dawn
I don't know whether to curse you or pray for you

I'm afraid to look for you and to find you
where my friends assure me
that you're leaving

There are moments when I wish I could just kill myself
and rip out the nails of my sorrow
but my eyes die without looking into your eyes
and my love with the dawn waits for you again

You've taken on your own the revelries;
Black dove, black dove
where, where will you be?
Don't play with my honor
wanderer

If your caresses should be mine... and no one else's
even though I love you madly, don't come back

Black dove, you're the bars of a prison
I want to be free, live my life with whoever I want

god give me strength because I'm dying to go look for him

You've taken on your own the revelries