Gitana - Daniela Romo

Raices en el alma, o en la tierra

Retando a mi destino, que me espera?

Errantes pasos siempre vida nueva.

Mis sentimientos son, como monedas,

Con ellas compro y vendo, lo que sea

Y el desengaño a veces es un precio.

Me guio por intuición y algunas veces por si acaso

Supersticiosamente busco piel,

Y si al tocarla existe la energía que me aviva,

Me entrego totalmente porque soy

Gitana.

Deliberadamente creo en la gente,

Quiero trazar caminos y llegar,

Alzar un vuelo alto es muy caro y sin embargo,

Yo lucho ansiosamente porque soy,

Gitana

No van a acorralarme amo mi libertad,

Y no le tengo miedo porque soy

Gitana

Roots in the soul, or in the earth

Challenging my destiny, what awaits me?

Wandering steps always new life.

My feelings are, like coins,

With them I buy and sell, whatever

And disappointment is sometimes a price.

I guide myself by intuition and sometimes just in case

Superstitiously I look for skin,

And if touching her there is the energy that enlivens me,

I give myself totally because I am

Gypsy.

I deliberately believe in people,

I want to trace paths and arrive,

Flying high is very expensive and yet

I fight anxiously because I am,

gypsy

They are not going to corner me, I love my freedom,

And I'm not afraid of him because I'm

gypsy