Carmencita [English translation]

She was called Carmencita

The most beautiful gypsy

A dream, a vision;

They said that she was a gypsy

The most beautiful of the caravan

But she had no heart

Cuddles and caresses

she lost on the travels

Without anyone having known them

She went seeking adventure

As one looking

For stray grains of sand

On a moonlit night

Will be heard the galloping

Of two horses racing

Carmencita, the beautiful grace

Denying her race

Was behind a beautiful dream

Only this painful song

Is involved in the dust of the road

Through which passes the caravan

Carmencita Carmencita

If you were not so beautiful

You would always be a gypsy.