Se amarra el pelo

I want to sing to you
slowly and unhurriedly,
without asking for anything,
just your smile.

I want to take you with me
and have you very close.
Dark gypsy flower;
if you let me.

I haven't gotten used to it,
oh! to live without your caresses.
I want to have you by my side
even if people tell me.

Tying up the hair,
tying up the hair,
tying up the hair
with a black thread ribbon,
a black thread ribbon. (x2)

You carry in the air a sigh,
a laugh, a sorrow,
you're always there,
always here by my side.

I want to gather one by one
all the stars,
dark gypsy flower,
and you with them.

I haven't gotten used to it,
oh! to live without your caresses.
I want to have you by my side
even if people talk and say.

Tying up the hair,
tying up the hair,
tying up the hair
with a black thread ribbon,
a black thread ribbon. (x2)

I haven't gotten used to it,
oh! to live without your caresses.
I want to have you by my side
and for the wounds to heal.

Tying up the hair,
tying up the hair,
tying up the hair
with a black thread ribbon,
a black thread ribbon. (x2)