Feriante

Fairground lights
I ride my horse
I am a Queen
You are a gypsy
You are a fairground worker
You travel the roads
I am going to get married
Two different worlds
But if I wanted,
To have your lips kiss me
While the party continues
And my people are dancing.

Fairground..
Take me to the river
I want to go crazy
I want to kiss your mouth
And forget my surname

Fairground..
Take me to the countryside
I want to dream with you
Gallop along the paths
On your white horse

Fairground..
What bad luck
That I was born to love you
And I can't be your lover.

It was all a bad dream
A fairground thing
Some black eyes
Like two candles
On my horse
I return to what's mine
To put out the gypsy
His fire in the river
It was a bad thought
That could have been madness
And it stayed in my memory
Like a moonlit wound