La Paloma
Los Panchos
The Dove
When I left Havana, God bless me
Nobody saw me leave but me
A nice guachinanga, my God
He came after me, yes sir
If a pigeon comes to your window
Treat her with love, she is my person
Tell him your loves well of my life
Crown her with flowers, it's my job
Oh chinita, yes, oh give me your love
Oh come with me, chinita
Where I live
If a pigeon comes to your window
Treat her with love, she is my person
Tell him your loves well of my life
Crown her with flowers, it's my job
Oh chinita, yes, oh give me your love
Oh come with me, chinita
Where do I live?
Yes, yes, no, no
When she wants, I don't want
Yes, yes, no, no
When she wants, I don't want
