Текст и перевод песни Los Panchos - Cu Cu Rru Cu Cu Paloma

Cu Cu Rru Cu Cu Paloma

Dicen que por las noches
Nomás se le iba en puro tomar
Dicen que no dormía
Nomás se le iba en puro llorar

Juran que el mismo cielo
Se estremecía al oír su llanto
Cómo sufrió por ella
Que hasta en su muerte la fue llamando

Cucurrucucú, cantaba
Cucurrucucú, reía
Cucurrucucú, lloraba
De pasión mortal moría

Que una paloma triste
Muy de mañana le va a cantar
A la casita sola con sus puertitas de par en par
Juran que esa paloma
No es otra cosa más que su alma
Que todavía la espera
A que regrese la desdichada

Cucurrucucú, paloma
Cucurrucucú, no llores
Las piedras jamás, paloma
Qué van a saber de amores

Cucurrucucú
Cucurrucucú
Cucurrucucú
Paloma, ya no le llores

Little Turtle Dove

They say that at night
All he did was drink himself to death
They say he didn't sleep
All he did was cry

They swear that the heavens themselves
Shook at the sound of his weeping
How he suffered for her
That even in death he called out her name

Coo-coo, coo, sang the dove
Coo-coo, coo, it laughed
Coo-coo, coo, it cried
It died a passionate death

A sad dove
Sings to him every morning
At the little house, with its doors wide open
They swear that that dove
Is nothing more than his soul
Still waiting for her
For that wretched woman to return

Coo-coo, coo, dove
Coo-coo, coo, don't cry
Rocks, my dear dove
They know nothing about love

Coo-coo, coo
Coo-coo, coo
Coo-coo, coo
Dove, don't cry for him anymore