Carlos Vives
Miscellaneous
The Rainbow
Paint me a swallow
And I will tell you... if you are a good painter
you must have a thorn in your beak
And a pain in the eyes
Because... they say that when Christ was dying
he came from the west
Swarms of wandering swallows
To clean his face
And to tear it off with their beaks
The thorns stuck in the forehead
And you, and you, and you...
You are my swallow Dina Luz, You are my swallow Dina Luz.
You are my swallow (bis)
When a rainbow comes out I will tell you:
you paint it for me,
if Molina painted it I would say:
which is for Dina Luz.
They say that rainbows
and that they are born in the snow
in front of Valledupar
and after a downpour
and that they hide,
in the Savannah, near Patillal
and then the swallows
and they come out so that the sun can look at them
and then they disappear into the air
like rainbows.
And you, and you and you...
You are my rainbow Dina Luz
You are my rainbow Dina Luz
You are my rainbow (bis)
If you see a rainbow
that is very beautiful
and in the background a cross
Jaime Molina painted it
from the sky
and it is for Dina Luz
And if she sees a rainbow
in the afternoon
I know she will understand
that it is the same one my friend has painted
I am coming to give it to her
Why, why, why?
Because she is my spoiled Dina Luz
Because she is my spoiled Dina Luz
She is my spoiled. (bis)

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