Gitana
Tómame la mano, gitana
Dime pronto que designio ves
Háblame de amores, no tengo temores
Porque ya sé que no me pertenece
Mira en mis ojos, gitana
Si el color de sus cabellos ves
Di si son dorados o si han cambiado
Y tú sabes cuál es porque
Di si escrito esta, que lo perderé
Dime por favor porqué su amor se muere
Tómame la mano, gitana
Dime pronto que designio ves
Dime si él me ama, dame la esperanza
Que me alcanza para ser feliz
Mira en mis ojos, gitana
Si el color de sus cabellos ves
Di si son dorados o si han cambiado
Y tú sabes cuál es porque
Tómame la mano, gitana
Dime pronto que designio ves
Dime si el me ama, dame la esperanza
Que me alcanza para ser feliz
Gypsy
Take my hand, gypsy
Tell me quickly what fate you see
Talk to me about love, I have no fears
'Cause I already know he doesn't belong to me
Look into my eyes, gypsy
If you see the color of his hair
Tell me if it's golden or if it's changed
And you know which it is, 'cause
Tell me if it's written, that I'll lose it
Please tell me why his love is dying
Take my hand, gypsy
Tell me quickly what fate you see
Tell me if he loves me, give me the hope
That I need to be happy
Look into my eyes, gypsy
If you see the color of his hair
Tell me if it's golden or if it's changed
And you know which it is, 'cause
Take my hand, gypsy
Tell me quickly what fate you see
Tell me if he loves me, give me the hope
That I need to be happy