A white dove, like the snow
Like the snow
The other evening it went down to the river to bathe
What do you want
It has a beak of gold
Wings of silver
Iris-coloured
Dove, if you're going to bathe
Come with me
With candles the shepherds
Go over some mountains
And you with your evil actions
Are destroying my soul
How do you expect me to win you over ay
For going into your room at the wrong time
They're taking me prisoner now
For going into your room to sleep
They're taking me prisoner
Dapple-grey, bald-faced horse
Take me away from this sandy area,
the municipal police
Are pursuing me
A white dove, like the snow
Like the snow
The other evening it went down to the river to bathe
What do you want
It has a beak of gold
Wings of silver
Iris-coloured
Dove, if you're going to bathe
Come with me