Dime Gitana
Marisol y La Magia Del Norte
Tell me, Gypsy
I miss you, my love
And seeing our picture
I am crying
And 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
That it still misses you
What a stubborn heart
Still thinking of you
Don't suffer anymore
A gypsy told me
In the bars
Looking at my face
She made my hands say
That my life is marked
To suffer
Ask
Ask the cigarette, little gypsy
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
That it still misses you
What a stubborn heart
Still thinking of you
Don't suffer anymore
A gypsy told me
In the bar
Looking at my face
She made my hands say
That my life is marked
To suffer
Ask
Ask the cigarette, little gypsy
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
