Palomita de Alas Blancas
Beto Y Sus Canarios
White-Winged Dove
White-winged dove that was born to fly
Goes in search of my love because I am very sad.
If you fly and fly and you get tired of wandering,
I will tire of waiting for you, white-winged dove.
I have known doves but none of them compare
To my love, white-winged dove.
My love left me to follow other loves,
Go on your flight to find him and take him these flowers.
Tell him that memories of this sad bitter absence have arrived,
That she left me suffering more than in a penance.
(I have known doves but none of them compare
To my love, white-winged dove.)
