El Palomito

A white little dove
With a red beak
Yesterday, I saw her crying
On the hilltops of a guava tree

Curru-cu, curru-cu
The little dove sang to her
Curru-cu, curru-cu
To return to her little nest

White little dove, fly
Fly over that meadow
I'll be waiting for you here
Even if I die of sorrow

Curru-cu, curru-cu
The little dove sang to her
Curru-cu, curru-cu
To return to her little nest

On the hilltops of the guava tree
Far from the dovecote
There was the dove
Crying without rest

Curru-cu, curru-cu
The little dove sang to her
Curru-cu, curru-cu
To return to her little nest