La Virgen de La Macarena

At night when I go to bed
I pray to the Virgin of La Macarena
And there all alone in my room
I tell my sorrows to the little virgin.

And from the heart I ask
That the woman I love
As long as I live in this world
Does not betray me.

And my little virgin and my little virgin
As she is so gypsy
She will make me love her, she will make me love her
That Sevillian girl.

I'm looking into her eyes
Which are like two stars fixed on mine
And that dress by its making
And her face make me lose my mind.

Dear mother of my soul
If I were lucky
That such a gypsy woman
Decided to believe me.

And if I achieve it, if I achieve it
I will light a candle
To my little virgin, to my little virgin
Of La Macarena.