Idioma destí: Anglès
Mommy, I Love the Gipsy Jan
I was given birth by you,
but I was born for him.
You gave me life
to give it to him.
He is in my heart,
the light in my soul,
his smile is on my lips,
his breath is in my chest.
ref:
O, mommy, mommy, mommy,
I love the gipsy Jan.
O, mommy, mommy, mommy,
I love the gipsy Jan.
Let me love him, mommy,
if I am not with him, I'll be alone.
Your tear cuts my heart
in two
Mommy, don't let the world
be ashamed for me;
I don't want to be a sinner
for people who don't know me.
May the blood boil out of my veins,
may I collapse in the dust,
May an arrow pierce me
if I betray him.