Falsa Moneda
El Fary
Fake Coin
I crossed my arms to not kill her
I closed my eyes to not cry
I feared being weak and forgiving her
And I opened the doors wide open
Get out, wicked woman, get away from me
Rolling just like a curse
May a god allow the bastard you want
To pay for your desires, your desires pay
With a bad betrayal
Gypsy, you will be like the fake coin
That goes from hand to hand and no one keeps it
Gypsy, you will be like the fake coin
That goes from hand to hand and no one keeps it
Seeing black jealousy, fine hammer
That you left there when she left
And those braids of intertwined hair
In another time, I cut them
When she was leaving, I didn't try to look at her
I didn't let out a cry or say goodbye
I closed the door and to not call her
I dug my nails
I dug my nails into my heart
Gypsy, you will be like the fake coin
That goes from hand to hand and no one keeps it
Gypsy, you will be like the fake coin
That goes from hand to hand and no one keeps it
Gypsy, you will be like the fake coin
That goes from hand to hand and no one keeps it
Gypsy, you will be like the fake coin
That goes from hand to hand and no one keeps it
Gypsy, you will be like the fake coin
That goes from hand to hand and no one keeps it
Gypsy, you will be like the fake coin
That goes from hand to hand and no one keeps it
