No Hay Quien La Aguante
No hay quien la aguante, Dios mío, no hay quien la aguante
Esa gitanita la que tiene tanto arte
Ay, no me lo creo, Dios mío, no me lo creo
Que tengo a mi Vera, la mujer que yo más quiero
No hay quien la aguante, Dios mío, no hay quien la aguante
Esa gitanita la que tiene tanto arte
Ay, no me lo creo, Dios mío, no me lo creo
Que tengo a mi Vera, la mujer que yo más quiero
Ay, mira
Ay, mira, mira, si yo aquí te quiero
Que tú, Vera
Que bien me siento
Lucharé contra el viento
Para estar siempre contigo
Y afrontar todos los riesgos
Pa' conseguir tu cariño
Ay, ya no tengo más remedio que
Morirme por tu beso
El arte de esa gitana, no me lo busques, ya no lo hay
Su carita es una rosa y me vuelve loco con su sakai
Tenerla siempre conmigo, lo que le pido ya me adonai
El arte de esa gitana, no me lo busques, ya no lo hay
Su carita es una rosa y me vuelve loco con su sakai
Tenerla siempre conmigo, lo que le pido ya me adonai
Ay, dice, ay, dice, que te ha visto abrazando a otro querer
Envidiosa de la gente, siempre tengo que responder
Siempre tengo que responder, ley, ley, ley
Siempre tengo que responder
No hay quien la aguante, Dios mío, no hay quien la guarde
Esa gitanita la que tiene tanto arte
Ay, no me lo creo, Dios mío, no me lo creo
Que tengo a mi vera la mujer que yo más quiero
No hay quien la aguante, Dios mío, no hay quien la guarde
Esa gitanita la que tiene tanto arte
Ay, no me lo creo, Dios mío, no me lo creo
Que tengo a mi vera la mujer que yo más quiero
El arte de esa gitana, no me lo busques, ya no lo hay
Su carita es una rosa y me vuelve loco con su sakai
Tenerla siempre conmigo, lo que le pido ya me adonai
El arte de esa gitana, no me lo busques, ya no lo hay
Su carita es una rosa y me vuelve loco con su sakai
Tenerla siempre conmigo, lo que le pido ya me adonai
El arte de esa gitana, no me lo busques, ya no lo hay
Su carita es una rosa y me vuelve loco con su sakai
Tenerla siempre conmigo, lo que le pido ya me adonai
El arte de esa gitana, no me lo busques, ya no lo hay
There's No One Who Can Stand Her
There's no one who can stand her, my God, there's no one who can stand her
That little gypsy girl who has so much art
Oh, I can't believe it, my God, I can't believe it
That I have my Vera, the woman I love the most
There's no one who can stand her, my God, there's no one who can stand her
That little gypsy girl who has so much art
Oh, I can't believe it, my God, I can't believe it
That I have my Vera, the woman I love the most
Oh, look
Oh, look, look, if I love you here
That you, Vera
How good I feel
I will fight against the wind
To always be with you
And face all the risks
To win your affection
Oh, I have no choice but
To die for your kiss
The art of that gypsy, don't look for it, it's no longer there
Her face is a rose and she drives me crazy with her sakai
To always have her with me, what I ask for, may God grant me
The art of that gypsy, don't look for it, it's no longer there
Her face is a rose and she drives me crazy with her sakai
To always have her with me, what I ask for, may God grant me
Oh, she says, oh, she says, that she saw you hugging another love
Envious of people, I always have to answer
I always have to answer, ley, ley, ley
I always have to answer
There's no one who can stand her, my God, there's no one who can keep her
That little gypsy girl who has so much art
Oh, I can't believe it, my God, I can't believe it
That I have my Vera, the woman I love the most
There's no one who can stand her, my God, there's no one who can keep her
That little gypsy girl who has so much art
Oh, I can't believe it, my God, I can't believe it
That I have my Vera, the woman I love the most
The art of that gypsy, don't look for it, it's no longer there
Her face is a rose and she drives me crazy with her sakai
To always have her with me, what I ask for, may God grant me
The art of that gypsy, don't look for it, it's no longer there
Her face is a rose and she drives me crazy with her sakai
To always have her with me, what I ask for, may God grant me
The art of that gypsy, don't look for it, it's no longer there
Her face is a rose and she drives me crazy with her sakai
To always have her with me, what I ask for, may God grant me
The art of that gypsy, don't look for it, it's no longer there