Paloma Blanca
La Oreja de Van Gogh
White Dove
Star of my life, wait for me my love
You barely light up and already say goodbye
Like a petal traveling through the air
And leaving a caress on my skin
With clear water ink on a stone in the Sun
I slowly drew his eyes and my voice
Like dew drops falling into a lake
And breaking the mirror to the blue sky
White dove
You passed so close to my window
That you stirred everything with your wings
You messed up my whole soul
I will never forget you and will always carry
Your face on top of my face
When February comes back and the Sun has set
I will look for you in the starry night
I will blow out your first candle with you
And you will cross the celestial mantle
White dove
You passed so close to my window
That you stirred everything with your wings
You messed up my whole soul
I will never forget you and will always carry
Your face on top of my face
White dove
You passed so close to my window
That you stirred everything with your wings
You messed up my whole soul
I will never forget you and will always carry
Your face on top of my face
Your face on top of my face
Your face on top of my face
