Gitana

I miss you, my love
When I see our picture, I'm crying
Listening to our songs
I get drunk
All that's left is to drown in tears
And have a drink

I wish
To shout to the four winds that I still love you
This heart tells me it still misses you
Stubborn heart keeps thinking of you

Don't suffer anymore
A gypsy woman told me in the bars
Looking at my face, my hands
She started to say
That my life was marked to suffer
Ask, ask the little gypsy cigarette
If it still loves me, if it still misses me
If it still remembers me
Even if I die of sorrow, I want to know
Because I still love him

I wish
To shout to the four winds that I still love you
This heart tells me it still misses you
Stubborn heart keeps thinking of you