Текст и перевод песни Rocío Dúrcal - Cucurrucucú Paloma (A Duo Con Guadalupe Pineda))

Cucurrucucú Paloma (A Duo Con Guadalupe Pineda))

Dicen que por las noches
No más se le iba en puro llorar;
Dicen que no comía,
No más se le iba en puro tomar.
Juran que el mismo cielo
Se 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 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 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 (A Duo With Guadalupe Pineda))

They say that at night
She would only cry;
They say that she didn't eat,
She would only drink.
They swear that the sky itself
Quivered when it heard her cry,
How she suffered for her,
And even in his death he called out to her:
Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay he sang,
Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay he moaned,
Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay he sang,
He was dying of mortal passion.
That a sad dove
Will sing to her very early in the morning
To the lonely little house
With its doors wide open;
They swear that that dove
Is nothing other than her soul,
That still waits
For that miserable wretch to return.
Coo-coo, coo-coo, dove,
Coo-coo, coo-coo, don't cry.
Stones, my dove, will never,
What do they know of love?
Coo-coo, coo-coo, coo-coo