Cucurrucucú Paloma

They say that at night
He only spent it crying
They say he didn't eat
He only spent it drinking

They swear that the same sky
Trembled upon hearing his cry
He suffered so much for her
That even death
Was calling her

They say that at night
He only spent it crying
They say he didn't eat
He only spent it drinking

They swear that the same sky
Trembled upon hearing his cry
So much, so much he suffered for her
That even death
Was calling her

Ay, ay, ay, ay, he sang
Ay, ay, ay, ay, he moaned
Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay dove
Died of mortal passion

That a white dove
Very early in the morning would sing to him
To his little house alone
With its doors wide open

They swear that this dove
Is nothing else, nothing else but his soul
That still waits
For the wretched one to return

That a white dove
Very early in the morning will sing to him
To his little house alone
With its doors wide open

They swear that this dove
Is nothing else but his soul
That still waits
For the wretched one to return

Cucurrucucú, cucurrucucú dove
Cucurrucucú, don't cry
Stones will never, dove
Know about love

Cucurrucucú, cucurrucucú
cucú
Ay, ay, ay, ay