La Paloma
Se equivocó la paloma,
se equivocaba.
Por ir al norte,
fue al sur.
Creyó que el trigo era agua,
se equivocaba.
Creyó que el mar era el cielo,
que la noche la mañana,
se equivocaba, se equivocaba.
Que las estrellas, rocío,
que la calor, la nevada,
se equivocaba, se equivocaba.
Que tu falda era tu blusa,
que tu corazón su casa,
se equivocaba, se equivocaba.
Ella se durmió en la orilla,
tú en la cumbre de una rama.
Creyó que el mar era el cielo,
que la noche la mañana,
se equivocaba, se equivocaba.
Que las estrellas, rocío,
que la calor, la nevada,
se equivocaba, se equivocaba.
Que tu falda era tu blusa,
que tu corazón su casa,
se equivocaba, se equivocaba...
The Dove
The dove made a mistake,
she was wrong.
To go north,
she went south.
She thought the wheat was water,
she was wrong.
She thought the sea was the sky,
that night was morning,
she was wrong, she was wrong.
That the stars, dew,
that heat, snowfall,
she was wrong, she was wrong.
That your skirt was your blouse,
that your heart its home,
she was wrong, she was wrong.
She fell asleep on the shore,
you on the top of a branch.
She thought the sea was the sky,
that night was morning,
she was wrong, she was wrong.
That the stars, dew,
that heat, snowfall,
she was wrong, she was wrong.
That your skirt was your blouse,
that your heart its home,
she was wrong, she was wrong...
Composição: Sergio Endrigo, Rafael Alberti