Cucurrucucu Paloma
Pedro Infante
Cucurrucucu Paloma
They say she didn't eat
Just spent her time crying
They say she didn't sleep
Just spent her time drinking
They tell that the sky itself
Trembled upon hearing her cry
How she cried for her
That even in her death
He kept calling her
Ayayayayay she cried
Ayayayay she laughed
Ayayayaya she sang
Of mortal passion she died
That a sad dove
Very early in the morning would sing to him
To his little house alone
With its doors wide open
They say that dove
Is nothing more than her soul
That still waits for her
For the unfortunate one to return
Cucurrucucu paloma
Cucurrucucu don't cry
The stones never, dove
Will know about love
Cucurrucucu, cucurrucucu
Cucucurrucu
Dove, don't cry anymore