La paloma
Sara Montiel
The Dove
When I left Havana
Oh my God
Nobody saw me leave
If it wasn't me
And a pretty girl
There I go
Who came after me
Yes sir
If a dove arrives at your window
Treat her with care
It's me
Tell her about your loves
About my life
Crown her with flowers
It's my thing
Oh! Little Chinese girl, yes
Oh! Give me your love
Oh! Come with me, little Chinese girl
To where I live
Oh! Little Chinese girl, yes
Oh! Give me your love
Oh! Come with me, little Chinese girl
To where I live
