They say that at night he would just cry, they say he didn't sleep, he would just drink, they swear that the sky itself He shook when he heard her cry
how he suffered for her
that even in his death he called her.
Cucurrucucu, dove
cucurrucucu, do not cry
the stones never, dove
what will they know about love?
That a sad dove
very early in the morning is going to sing
to her little house alone
with its little doors in pairs,
they swear that that dove
is nothing other than their soul,
which is still waiting
for the unfortunate woman to return
Cucurrucucu, paloma
cucurrucucu, don't cry
you will never cry, paloma
what will they know about love?
Cucurrucucu
cucurrucucu
cucurrucucu
paloama, don't cry anymore .

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