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 callingof my golden skylight way.
O la paloma blanca, I'm just a bird in the sky. O la paloma blanca, over the mountains I fly. Yes, 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.
O la paloma blanca, I'm just a bird in the sky. O la paloma blanca, over the mountains I fly. Yes, no one can take my freedom away.