La toba

We went with the wagons to the mountain
On the day of the wagons they will arrive
Gypsies from the booths of Andalusia
Wagons full of olives they will take
To the fair they go
My cousins
My parents
To the fair they go
My cousins
My parents
And we went to the booths of Andalusia
Wagons we did not find anywhere
We saw them on the corners sometimes
The least expected day I will find you
My cousins
My parents
To the fair they go
My cousins
My parents
With feeling, the fortunate ones

They say and they say
They talk about the wind
They talk about the sea that rushes to kill

And the least expected day I will find you
I am so far from you
Let's see if once and for all the sun and the moon come out at the same time...

I walk the fields that hold the quirks that lead me to tears
I walk the fields that hold the quirks

Let's see if once and for all the sun and the moon come out at the same time...