Y Mira Que Mira Y Mira

And Look Who's Looking And Looking

Y Mira Que Mira Y Mira

And look who's looking and looking,Y mira que mira y mira,
and look who's walking and walking.y mira que anda y anda.

Whether you want to or not,Que quieras tú, que no quieras,
you'll do what I tell youharás lo que yo te diga
if you want to live by my side.si quieres vivir a mi vera.

And look who's looking and looking...Y mira que mira y mira...

I suffer for the dark eyesSufro por los ojos negros
of a brunette gypsy,de una gitana morena,
just by seeing them I feel happysólo con verlos me alegro
and my sorrows disappeary se me quitan las penas
that I have in this world.que en este mundo yo tengo.

And look who's looking and looking...Y mira que mira y mira...

Since I've been loving you,Desde que te estoy queriendo,
I don't know what's happening to me,yo no sé lo que me pasa,
any path I takecualquier verea que cojo
always leads me to your house.siempre me lleva a tu casa.

And look who's looking and looking...Y mira que mira y mira...

Oh my goodness,Ay mare mía,
how I would like,que me quisiera,
in that little shacken aquella barraquita
I would like and be loved.me quisiera y me amara.

And look who's looking and looking...Y mira que mira y mira...