Oh, gypsy violin!
Gypsy violin!
Play just for me,
oh, gypsy violin.
Perhaps you also think
about a love over there
under a far-away sky.
Since you're gone,
I can hear
gypsy violins playing.
It's the music of love
gypsies played on the night
that I gave you my heart.
Oh, gypsy, from the
sad and passionate melody
that brings tears,
your violin through your fingers
plays once again
like a sweet serenade—
while, pale,
in silence, I listen.
This tango that,
in a fragrant night,
my heart
fettered itself to another heart.
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If a painful secret
makes your hands tremble,
this tango of love
makes your heart tremble,
oh, gypsy violin.
Oh, gypsy violin!
Gypsy violin!