No Hay Quien La Aguante
Bernardo Vazquez
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
