El Paisanito (part. Alberto Echagüe)

And it was an afternoon
Pleasant Sunday
At the bandstand
Of that little town
The gypsy saw the countryman
And in her big eyes, love shone

Nearby she said
If you give me a coin
I will tell you
What your fate is
Oh, if you knew
That the countryman
Understood

I know he sighs for me
With love
Who loves you
With all his soul
Brunette with black eyes
Who suffers for me endlessly

You won't understand
And sadly he will leave
Crying, your dark skin
Will have sorrows in your chest
But his love will never come