La gitana [English translation]

By believing in love, I gave you my first sin

I blindly believed only you

you love me strongly, like the first day

I'll always be your gypsy

But that man carries passion within him

I dream of his hands in my hair

oh, it's so passionate that I want to give into him

what is it that's pushing me to do so, God, I don't even know myself

You have lips like honey from black locust

and brown eyes as of two almonds

with a luxuriant chest, the blouse is unbuttoned

When you love, the sadness disappears

if you leave, life stops

you're mine, you're my beautiful gypsy

The gypsy, the Mexican gypsy

the gypsy, the Mexican gypsy

The gypsy, my Mexican gypsy

But that man carries passion within him

I dream of his hands in my hair

oh, it's so passionate that I want to give into him

what is it that's pushing me to do so, God, I don't even know myself

You have lips like honey from black locust

and brown eyes as of two almonds

with a luxuriant chest, the blouse is unbuttoned

When you love, the sadness disappears

when you smile, the rain stops

you're mine, you're my beautiful gypsy