28.11.2020
The gypsy tipitin
Because they say over thereBecause of my way of talking
That I'm a sham
Dowser gypsy
I'll show you all
Without dancing the garrotin
That I know the gypsies
With their tipitipitin
They gave to a gypsy
a job recommendation
For a foreman
Of a house in construction
And when they gave to the gypsy
The shovel and the hoe
He said: Did you think
That I'm Juan Simón?
With the tipitipitin
With the tipitipitan
Leave that for the whites
Who are used to that
With the tipitipitin
With the tipitipitan
Gypsies reject
Gypsies reject
Forced labor
Some say over there
I don't know if they're right
That my cousin is moor
And my grandpa a pharaoh
But without being gypsy
Nor being born in Albaicin
I have something of gypsy
With my tipitipitin
A gypsy in Sacromonte
Married in a church
And staring at the priest
He asked frighted:
Say, father of my soul
Working is a sin?
If it's a sin don't marry me
Because I don't want to sin
With the tipitipitin
With the tipitipitan
Leave that for the whites
Who are used to that
With the tipitipitin
With the tipitipitan
Gypsies reject
Gypsies reject
Forced labor