Feriante [English translation]

Lights of the fair

I go in my horse

I'm a queen

You're a gipsy

You're a carny

You go by the roads

I'm gonna get married

Two different worlds

But I would like,

That your lips kiss me

While the party goes on

And my people is dancing.

Carny...

Take me to the river

I wanna go crazy

I wanna kiss your mouth

And forget my last name

Carny...

Take me to the field

I wanna dream of you

To gallop by the road

Over your white horse

Carny...

What a bad luck

I was born to love you

And I can't be your lover

It was all a bad dream

Things of the fair

Some black eyes

Like two candles

Over my horse

I return to my stuff

While the gipsy quenches

His fire in the river

It was a bad thought

That could be madness

And remained in my memory

Like a moon wound

• Artist:Isabel Pantoja
• Album:Viva Triana (1982)