La Canción Del Gitano

Every day the same, he comes to this platform bench
Not waiting for any train, for any traveler.
Juan was from lime, marsh, and salt,
But he boarded the boat
That takes you where the money is.
And tell me
What's a gypsy doing
Among the skyscrapers?
He looks without looking, without blinking,
He lets the dawn break and then he sings
And sings and sings and sings and sings,
And escapes from his loneliness,
And escapes from his loneliness,
And escapes from his loneliness.

Oh, by your side I would like to be
To own every mole
That I would steal from you in the early morning.
Oh, companion, take me to the place
Where he would sing just for you
And you would dance for an eternity.

He laughs thinking that, if this continues, one day will come
That upon seeing him arrive, the echo will break out in bulerías.
Juan was from lime, marsh, and salt,
But he boarded the boat
That takes you where the money is.
And tell me
What's a gypsy doing
Among the skyscrapers?
He looks without looking, without blinking,
He lets the dawn break and then he sings
And sings and sings and sings and sings,
And escapes from his loneliness,
And escapes from his loneliness,
And escapes from his loneliness.