Cigana de Fé/ Dói Dói Dói Veneno/ Mestra Maria Luziara (pout-pourri)
Rodrigo Ciampi
Gypsy of Faith / Pain Pain Pain Poison / Mistress Maria Luziara (medley)
I was walking on foot
To see if I could find, Pomba Gira, Gypsy of faith
She stopped and read my hand
And told the pure truth
I just wanted to know where was
Pomba Gira, Gypsy of faith
Pomba Gira, Gypsy of faith
Pomba Gira, Gypsy of faith
It hurts, hurts, hurts, hurts, hurts
One love makes you suffer, two loves make you cry
(It hurts, hurts, hurts, hurts, hurts, hurts)
It hurts, hurts, hurts, hurts, hurts
One love makes you suffer, two loves make you cry
I gave you love
I gave you affection
I gave you a rose, you gave me a thorn
Loving one would be much better than loving two, in the strength of the catimbó
It hurts, hurts, hurts, hurts, hurts
One love makes you suffer, two loves make you cry
(It hurts, hurts, hurts, hurts, hurts, hurts)
It hurts, hurts, hurts, hurts, hurts
One love makes you suffer, two loves make you cry
Where are you going, Luziara?
I'm going to my townhouse
I'm going to take a glass of wine
To my married man
Hey, drink, drink Luziara
Hey, drink, drink this wine
But the wine you gave me
Was poisoned
He died, Luziara
He died and left you
But he didn't stay with you
He didn't stay with the other either
