Me Lo Dijo Una Gitana

In the old café on the avenue
I passed by again to hear our song
That song they used to sing to us so sweetly
And that memory made my heart feel warm

In that old café on the avenue
The gypsy from back then came around again
I asked her about your love and your kisses
She told me that your love is long gone

That you don’t love me, the gypsy told me
That your love, like you live now, isn’t true
That your arms you give to anyone
And that your lips have been kissed by many

In the old café on the avenue
Where I forged so many of my dreams
Now I go to a corner to hide away
And cry over the disappointments of your love

That you don’t love me, the gypsy told me
That your love, like you live now, isn’t true
That your arms you give to anyone
And that your lips have been kissed by many

And listening to our song again
I cry from the sadness
My heart...