Letra de Gitana (en inglés)

Broke my heart,
On the road,
Spent the weekend,
Sewing the pieces back on.
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Crayons and dolls,
passed me by,
Walking gets too boring,
When you learn how to fly.
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Not the homecoming kind,
Take the top off,
And who knows what,
you might find.
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Won´t confess all my sins,
You can bet I´ll try it,
But you can´t always win.
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´Cause I´m a gypsy,
But are you coming with me?,
I might steal your clothes,
And wear them if they fit me,
I never made agreements,
Just like a gypsy,
And I won´t back down,
´Cause life´s already hurt me,
And I won´t cry,
I´m too young to die,
If you´re gonna quit me,
´Cause I´m a gypsy,
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(´Cause I´m a gypsy)
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I can´t hide,
what I´ve done,
Scars remind me,
Of just how far that I´ve come,
To whom it may concern,
Only run with scissors,
When you want to get hurt.
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I said hey you,
you´re no fool,
If you say ´NO´,
ain´t it just the,
way life goes?,
People fear what,
they don´t know,
Come along for the,
ride (Oh yeah),
Come along for the,
ride (ooohhh).