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Gypsy

Maria Jose Quintanilla

Zingara

Tómame la mano, Zingara
Dime pronto que destino ves
Hablame de amores
No tengo temores
Porque ya sé que no me pertenece

Mira en mis ojos, Zingara
Si el color de sus cabellos ves
Y si son dorados o si han cambiado
Y tu sabes cual es el porqué

Y si escrito esta que lo perderé
Dime por favor por qué su amor se muere

Tómame la mano, Zingara
Dime pronto que destino ves
Dime que me ama
Dame una esperanza
Que alcanza para ser feliz

Dime que me ama
Dame una esperanza
Que me alcanza para ser feliz

Y si escrito esta que lo perderé
Dime por favor por qué su amor se muere

Tómame la mano, Zingara
Dime pronto que destino ves
Dime que me ama
Dame una esperanza
Que me alcanza para ser feliz

Gypsy

Take my hand, Gypsy
Tell me quickly what destiny you see
Talk to me about loves
I have no fears
Because I already know it doesn't belong to me

Look into my eyes, Gypsy
If you see the color of her hair
And if they are golden or if they have changed
And you know why

And if it is written that I will lose it
Please tell me why his love is dying

Take my hand, Gypsy
Tell me quickly what destiny you see
Tell me he loves me
Give me hope
That is enough to be happy

Tell me he loves me
Give me hope
That is enough for me to be happy

And if it is written that I will lose it
Please tell me why his love is dying

Take my hand, Gypsy
Tell me quickly what destiny you see
Tell me he loves me
Give me hope
That is enough for me to be happy