El Gitano
Tabaré Cardozo
The Gypsy
He has snake eyes
And alligator laughter
And league of demon
And white hair
It has crew members dressed as Pierrots
Chasing the dawn in the bathtub
Carry stories in bottles
And his old boat
Burning in the night
Change and change crew
When it soars it is a winged bird
The entire murga is at your mercy
Between blasphemies and laughter
Flying with the
He is a corsair who walks in February
The curse of an infernal ship
The captain of a warship
For the carnival
It is, it is, it is the gypsy
I fear your silence more than your voice
Because his calm is like cornered fury
He lives almost on the edge of danger for playing
With the truth that is a demonic arrow
When the devil trips
On his mysterious train
Look down and laugh
And the gypsy laughs too
When it soars it is a winged bird
The entire murga is at your mercy
Between blasphemies and laughter
Flying with the
With his words rays of fire
With his indomitable sincerity
With his brawling justice
Who gave his friendship
It is, it is the gypsy
When the devil trips
On his mysterious train
Look down and laugh
And the gypsy laughs too
With his words rays of fire
With his indomitable sincerity
With his brawling justice
That God is going to look for
With his words rays of fire
With his indomitable sincerity
With his brawling justice
Who gave his friendship
It is, it is the gypsy
