UMA 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
I can fly up to the sun.

I can feel the morning sunshine
I can smell the new born hay.
I can hear the Gods' voice calling
In my golden sky light way

Uma Paloma Blanca
I am just a bird in the sky
Uma Paloma Blanca
Over the mountain I fly.
So no one can take my freedom away.....(2)

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