Maria de la O

For my hands, coins, for my whims. And to show off my body, embroidered shawls, silk dresses. The moon that rained, the moon that gives me. For that my payo has seen more money than a sultan. I envy your luck, some say when they see me shine. And the envy they cause me doesn't make me collapse. Maria de la O, how unfortunate, gypsy you are having it all. You want to laugh and even your little eyes are purple from so much suffering. Damned money, because of it, I left the gypsy who was my love. God's punishment, God's punishment. It's the little cross you carry, Maria de la O. Maria de la O

I was the water for his thirst, the fire for his cold. And for his kiss, loving from his arms, my dark skin. To love like ours, there's no other in the world. Damned money that separated me from his side. You will be more than a queen, the payo told me and I believed him. I would give my life and my gold now to be what I was. Maria de la O, how unfortunate, gypsy you are having it all. You want to laugh and even your little eyes are purple from so much suffering. Damned money, because of it, I left the gypsy who was my love. God's punishment, God's punishment. And it's the little cross you carry, Maria de la O. Maria de la O