Palomas [English translation]

If doves in the wind

are called ladies

they would be perfumes

my grandmother or glory

or the longing that waits

and evokes remotely

It would be a dream

that nests in the souls

that keeps a secret

of time that flees

like a fragile dove

that flies into tomorrow

Dove, what are you saying

with flight forms?

that which explains

which the feeling is

I sing this blues for you

that I am having a premonition of

Only a dove

that cuts through the seas

and you go through the world

in a tireless flight

give my memories

and a kiss to my mother

My lover, the dove

is also coming for you

distinguished song

among all things

little white dove

from yesterday and from today