Gitana

Take my hand, gypsy
Tell me quickly what fate you see
Talk to me about love, I have no fears
'Cause I already know it doesn't belong to me

Look into my eyes, gypsy
If you see the color of her hair
Say if it's golden or if it has changed
And you know what it is, 'cause

Tell me if it's written that I'll lose her
Please tell me why her love is dying

Take my hand, gypsy
Tell me quickly what fate you see
Tell me that she loves me, give me hope
That I need to be happy

Look into my eyes, gypsy
If you see the color of her hair
Say if it's golden or if it has changed
And you know what it is, 'cause

Take my hand, gypsy
Tell me quickly what fate you see
Tell me that she loves me, give me hope
That I need to be happy