Caetano Veloso "Cucurrucucu Paloma" lyrics

Cucurrucucu Paloma

Dicen que por las nochesno más se le iba en puro llorar;dicen que no comía,no más se le iba en puro tomar.Juran que el mismo cielose estremecía al oír su llanto,cómo sufrió por ella,y hasta en su muerte la fue llamando:Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay cantaba,ay, ay, ay, ay, ay gemía,Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay cantaba,de pasión mortal moría.

Que una paloma tristemuy de mañana le va a cantara la casita solacon sus puertitas de par en par;juran que esa palomano es otra cosa más que su alma,que todavía esperaA que regrese la desdichada.Cucurrucucú paloma,cucurrucucú no llores.Las piedras jamás, paloma,¿qué van a saber de amores?Cucurrucucú, cucurrucucú,Cucurrucucú, cucurrucucú,cucurrucucú, paloma, ya no le llores

Cucurrucucu Paloma

They say that at nightsHe simply went through by just cryingThey say that he wasn’t eatingIt simply didn’t suit him just taking (some food)They swear that the sky itselfWas vibrating by listening his weepingHow he was suffering for her,And even when he was dying he was calling at her:Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay he was singingAy, ay, ay, ay, ay he was wailingAy, ay, ay, ay, ay he was singingHe was dying from mortal passion.That a sad doveVery early in the morning will singAt the lonely houseWhose small doors are widely openThey swear that this doveIs no other (thing) than his soul,That is still waitingFor the unhappy (woman) to return.Cucurrucucú dove, cucurrucucú don’t cry.The stones never, dove,What will they now of loves?Cucurrucucú, cucurrucucú,Cucurrucucú, cucurrucucú,Cucurrucucú, dove, don’t cry anymore