Cigano

Sly and swarthy gypsy
I don't know why you fascinate me
If the beat of your tambourine
If your wandering hands

How I wish I were a gypsy
To follow life's twists and turns
Inside a caravan
And in the prison of your arms

To endure the hunger you've endured
Sing and always live by your side

Lie at the fairs, steal
Be like you, cunning
Ask for an old horse
A fabulous bill

Understand the dialects
Of the sensual Malagasy women
Kiss your black hair
When you let it loose while dancing

Sing to the sound of old guitars
Dance to the beat of castanets

Teach me your faith
Teach me all of this
That your Calé race
Also has faith in Christ
Oh my beloved gypsy
In return, I'll teach you the fate!