Ay Palomita
Rodrigo Gallardo
Oh, Little Dove
Oh, my little white dove
When will you come back here
I have your sweet memory
Among my dreams and more
From a night without memory
That I didn't see you again
Your winter kiss remains
Between your lips of ice
Oh, dove from the north
When are you coming to the south
I want to take this flight
With you in the blue sky
Beside the stars
I want to fly further
Opening the passage of time
To reach the end
Oh, my little white dove
When will you come back here
I have your sweet memory
Among my dreams and more
From a night without memory
That I didn't see you again
Your winter kiss remains
Between your lips of ice
Oh, dove from the north
When are you coming to the south
I want to take this flight
With you in the blue sky
Beside the stars
I want to fly further
Opening the passage of time
To reach the end
