Gitana [English translation]

I dreamt I was loosing her, it's true, where are you

little girl, where are you and I went to the gipsy's, to

ask her where she are going to, no, no, no, no

I want to pretend, I feel like I'm dying, save me

look for her on your crytal ball or give me a sensory clue

or say me an spell to find her

please, tell me gipsy, where can I look for my heart

my palms are telling you the reason why

or they tell you about my pain

and I know you look down on me because I'm poor

there is no reason, I offer to you my big heart

if you can listen to me oh my love,

give me a chance oh, oh, oh, oh, laira oh, oh

na, na, na, I'm honest

I'll make you happy, come back you're an impenetrable moon now

please, tell me gipsy, where can I look for my heart

my palms are telling you the reason why

or they tell you about my pain

maybe the moon fall to pieces over me

maybe the death fllows in my steps

I'm suffering your contempt because I'm poor

maybe is a word I don't want to think about it anymore

give it back to me, oh no no

give my heart back to me...

• Artist:Maná
• Album:Falta Amor