Текст и перевод песни manzanita - Gitana

Gitana

Por si algún día me muero
Y tú lees este papel
Que sepan lo que yo a ti te camelo
Aunque no te vuelva a ver

Gitana, gitana
Gitana, gitana
Tu pelo, tu pelo
Tu cara, tu cara

Sé que nunca fuistes mía
Ni lo has sido ni lo eres
Pero del mío un corazón
Un pedacito tu tienes
Tu tienes, tu tienes, tu tienes, tu tienes

Gitana, gitana
Gitana, gitana
Tu pelo, tu pelo
Tu cara, tu cara

Porque sabes que te quiero
No trates tú de alabarte así
Pues lo mismo que te quiero
Soy capaz hasta de odiarte yo

Y tengo celos del viento
Y todo fue porque acaricia tu piel
De la Luna a la que miras
Del Sol porque te calienta
Y yo tengo celos del agua-gua
Y del peinisio que a ti te peina

Y por los celos los celos, los celos
Chimé un corazón, a mí me arde, me arde
Y por los celos, los celos, los celos
Chimé un corazón, a mí me arde, me arde

Mis lágrimas son agua
Y van al mar
Cuando un amor se olvida
Sabes chiqui-bi--billa a'onde va
Sabes chiqui-bi--billa a'onde va

Sin mirarte, yo te miro
Sin sentirte, yo te siento
Sin hablarte, yo te hablo
Sin quererte, yo te quiero

Sin mirarte, yo te miro
Sin sentirte, yo te siento
Sin hablarte, yo te hablo
Sin quererte, yo te quiero

Sin mirarte, yo te miro
Sin sentirte, yo te siento
Sin hablarte, yo te hablo
Sin quererte, yo te quiero

Sin mirarte, yo te miro
Sin sentirte, yo te siento
Sin hablarte, yo te hablo
Sin que... (quererte)

(Gracias)
(Ahora si ha llegado el momento de presentar)
(A uno de los hombre que ha hecho posible, que hoy estemos aquí, grabando este disco)
(Él es un buen amigo mío)
(Y él se llama Paque Ortega y lo vamos a invitar a cantar con nosotros "Qué será de mí")
(Fuerte el aplauso para él)

Gypsy Girl

If one day I should die
And you read this note
They will know what I am telling you
Even if I never see you again

Gypsy girl, gypsy girl
Gypsy girl, gypsy girl
Your hair, your hair
Your face, your face

I know you were never mine
Nor have you been nor are you
But of mine a heart
You have a little piece
You have it, you have it, you have it, you have it

Gypsy girl, gypsy girl
Gypsy girl, gypsy girl
Your hair, your hair
Your face, your face

Because you know that I love you
Don't try to praise yourself like that
For just as I love you
I am capable of even hating you

And I am jealous of the wind
And it was all because it caresses your skin
Of the Moon you look at
Of the Sun because it warms you
And I am jealous of the water-water
And of the comb that combs you

And because of jealousy, jealousy, jealousy
I burned a heart, it burns me, it burns
And because of jealousy, jealousy, jealousy
I burned a heart, it burns me, it burns

My tears are water
And they go to the sea
When a love is forgotten
You know where it goes, chiqui-bi--billa
You know where it goes, chiqui-bi--billa

Without looking at you, I see you
Without feeling you, I feel you
Without speaking to you, I speak to you
Without loving you, I love you

Without looking at you, I see you
Without feeling you, I feel you
Without speaking to you, I speak to you
Without loving you, I love you

Without looking at you, I see you
Without feeling you, I feel you
Without speaking to you, I speak to you
Without loving you, I love you

Without looking at you, I see you
Without feeling you, I feel you
Without speaking to you, I speak to you
Without... (wanting)

(Thank you)
(Now the time has come to introduce)
(One of the men who made it possible for us to be here today, recording this album)
(He is a good friend of mine)
(And his name is Paque Ortega and we are going to invite him to sing "What will become of me" with us)
(Loud applause for him)