Sandra Mora

Sandra Mora
What is it about Sandra Mora that makes her cry all the time?
I suffer for that gypsy and that gypsy cries for another
Walking the roads I see the light of your eyes today
Gypsy, come into my arms, I have a kiss full of fennel
Gypsy, come into my arms, I have a kiss full of fennel
Sandra Mora, now she cries, she cries
Sandra Mora, now she cries, she cries

Wherever I go, I see you
You spend your time crying, you are not happy
Sandra Mora, now she cries, she cries
She cries and cries, but she cries and cries, pretty girl
Sandra Mora, now she cries, she cries
If you come with me I promise, baby
Love, love, love I'm going to give you
Sandra Mora, now she cries, she cries
I don't want to see you suffer
I'm going to make you happy, Sandra Mora
Sandra Mora, now she cries, she cries

Now he cries and cries
Now he cries and cries
Now he cries and cries
Now he cries and cries
Now he cries and cries
Now he cries and cries
Now he cries and cries
Sandra Mora, now she cries, she cries
Sandra Mora, now she cries that she cries