Una Paloma Blanca - George Baker Selection

When the 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 mown hay
I can hear god's voices calling
from the golden skylight way

Una palona blanca
I'm just a bird in the sky
Una palona blanca
over the mountains I fly
no one can take, my freedom away

Once I had my share of losing
one they locked me on a chain
yes, they tr...