Violín Gitano
Joselito
Gypsy Violin
Forever singing and walking will be my fate
I will always fix my gaze on a destiny
In his life as a joyful and poor pilgrim
For the gypsy child, it never ends
He's looking for a mother's love on his path
And the sound of a violin helps him find it
Once I fell asleep
And dreamt that in a flight
I climbed a path and suddenly found myself
At the gates of heaven
From heaven, a rumor
Of songs was coming
And a lullaby of love
Was soothing the pain
That I felt in my chest
From heaven, a rumor
Of songs was coming
And a lullaby of love
Was soothing the pain
That I felt in my chest
A lullaby of love
That I felt in my chest
