Paloma Blanca

When the sun shines on the mountains

And the night is on the run,

It’s a new day, it’s a new way,

And I fly up to the sun.

I can feel the morning sunlight.

I can smell the new-morn hay.

I can hear God’s voices calling

From my golden skylight way.

Una paloma blanca,

I’m just a bird in the sky.

Una paloma blanca,

Over the mountains I fly.

No one can take

My freedom away.

Once I had my share of losing,

Once they locked me on a chain.

Yes, they tried to break my power.

Oh, I still can feel the pain.

Una paloma blanca,

I’m just a bird in the sky.

Una paloma blanca,

Over the mountains I fly.

No one can take

My freedom away.