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La Gitana Mora( The Red Gypsy)

Tumultuous as a storm,          
always wandering unknowing          
where she begins or where she will end!          
         
¡Tumultuosa como la tempestad,          
siempre errante,nunca se sabe donde
empieza o donde terminará!  
       
           
Shaking her red mane as a would jungle beast          
purring as she caresses and sways          
her hips to an unknown beat.            
         
Se sacude el cabello          
como fiera de la selva,          
ronroneando al acariciarse las caderas.  
       
         
Intoxicating is the perfume          
her body exudes, pure passion          
and insatiable fire and lust.          
         
Embriagante perfume exuda su cuerpo,          
ella es pura pasión,
de insaciable lujuria y fuego.
      
       
Her homelands at her back,          
now she runs through the lands of the world          
leaving her mark and her tracks.          
         
Su tierra natal quedó atrás,
ahora recorre  el mundo sin parar,
dejando sus huellas y su marca .
   
Chasing an ideal not knowing if she will succeed,  
she never allows herself the luxury  
of doubt to negate her dream.          
         
Persigue un ideal,
desconoce si lo encontrará,
no se permite el lujo de dar marcha atrás.
        
       
Heeyaaa!!! She whips her horse into a canter;          
continuing to live wild and free so long as          
the horizon continues to be her enchanter.          
         
¡Arre!, ¡Arre! Azota a la yegua,  
su camino errante continuará
mientras el horizonte sea su hechicero.
  
       
Living life in full living color,          
like a lightning strike, she          
bewitches everyone with her candor.          
         
Viviendo la vida en vivo y a todo color,          
como relámpago que azota,          
ella encanta a todos con su candor.          
 
       
A ruse, the innocence you see          
is superficial and in appearance only,          
fore her knowledge is as deep as the ocean.          
         
Mas su inocencia es solo superficial,
porque ella tiene conocimientos
tan profundos como el mar.
          
       
She is and will always be,          
the Gypsy Mora of legends          
and the songs the Calé sing!          
         
Ella es, y siempre será,  
la gitana mora de leyendas
y canciones que el calé canta.
  
       
         
         
La Gitana Morá          
Gypsy red          
         
*mora is red          
*calé spanish gypsys          
(in duel language for your enjoyment and to honor my roots!)          
Written by marielavoue (Gypsy Red)
Published | Edited 28th Sep 2012
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