I know that someday it's coming back-
sad pain.
Leave it alone now.
I know that someday it's coming back-
sad pain.
I'll go look for it.
And I don't remember about her-
a love, a bitter love.
A love, a good gipsy love.
A love that I wanted.
Today, in order to live-
I have to fool love-
and not know how to cry.
Now, in order to live tomorrow-
you don't fool love-
a real love-
but I can already feel it.
The one whom I loved most-
love beloved love.
A very gipsy love-
A love that I wanted.
Today, in order to live-
I have to fool love-
and not know how to cry.
Now, in order to live tomorrow-
you don't fool love-
a real love-
but I can already feel it.
Today, in order to live-
I have to fool love-
and not know how to cry.
Now, in order to live
you don't fool love-
and not know how to cry.
But this is true love.