I must find him somehow, gypsy.
So I beg you right now, gypsy:
gypsy, do the cards say
he'll be coming my way?
If that is so, I'll make him know
I love him.
You're so wise, you've seen it all before,
and my eyes must tell you even more.
Take away my sorrows.
No more sad tomorrows.
Tell me, gypsy,
what's the future say?
He is out there somewhere
in the crowd
but I can't see his face
and every place is lonely.
Take this hand of mine, gypsy.
Tell me also what my future will be.
Speak to me about my love—
I am not afraid.
Only this
matters to me now.
He is out there somewhere
in the crowd
but I can't see his face
and every place is lonely.
Tell me all about him, gypsy.
I'm no good without him, gypsy.
I'm not really living
'till my heart I'm giving
so I ask you where's someone to love?
Tell me, gypsy, zingara!