Paloma Negra

I'm tired of crying and it doesn't dawn
I don't know whether to curse you or pray for you
I'm afraid to look for you and find you
Where my friends assure me you're leaving

There are moments when I wish I could just leave
And rip out the nails of my suffering
But my eyes die without seeing your eyes
And my love with the dawn waits for you again

You've taken the parties into your own hands
Black dove, black dove
Where?
Where are you?

Don't play with my honor anymore, party girl
If your caresses should be mine, no one else's
And even though I love you madly, don't come back
Black dove, you're the jailer of my suffering

I want to be free
To live my life with someone who loves me
God give me strength, I'm dying
To go look for her

You've taken the parties into your own hands