Lyrics of Los Inmortales - Camarón De La Isla, Tomatito

Los Inmortales (original)

Tiri tiri tiri tiri
tiri tiri tiri tiri tiri
tiri tiri tiri tiriii
tirititando de frio
Que alegria haber nacido
que alegria haber nacido
que alegria haber nacido
que alegria haber nacido
hijo de pare gitano
canastero y anda el rio
canastero y anda el rio
gitano de pare y mare
canastero y anda el rio
canastero y anda el rio
una noche descubri
que sin dios no hay esperanza
el camino de la vida
es vivir con su palabra
el te da la vida eterna
el te limpia y el te salva
el te da la vida eterna
el te limpia y el te salva
por si una vida tu tienes
te sobra la inspiracion
tu eres mas puro que el viento
y toca mejor que todos
tu eres mas puro que el viento
y toca mejor que todos
del cielo que hay un pañuelo
bordao de mil colores
en que la esquina ponia
gitana de mis amores
ay, ay ay ay ay
cuanto te quiero
cuanto te quiero
los inmortales
los inmortales
se pierden en la sombra
entre los mares
y el alma se le queda
bajo el sol de alambre
haciendo canastos
yo me entretengo
yo me entretengo
yo me entretengo
cortando varetas
yo a ti te espero
yo a ti te espero
que venga a llevarte tu blanco pañuelo
porque no me llamas
porque no te tengo
que venga a llevarte tu blanco pañuelo
porque no me llamas
porque no te tengo
tiritiri… tiritiri…
tirititrando de frio
bajaban cuatro gitanas por la orillica de un rio
tiritiri… tiritiri…tiritiri…
tirititrando de frio
tiritiri… tiritiri…tiritiri…
tirititrando de frio
tiritiri… tiritiri…tiritiri…
tirititrando de frio

(translation)

Tiri tiri tiri tiri
tiri tiri tiri tiri tiri
tiri tiri tiri tiri
shivering with cold
what a joy to be born
what a joy to be born
what a joy to be born
what a joy to be born
son of a gypsy parent
canastero and walks the river
canastero and walks the river
gypsy of pare and mare
canastero and walks the river
canastero and walks the river
one night i discovered
that without god there is no hope
The road of life
is to live by his word
he gives you eternal life
he cleanses you and he saves you
he gives you eternal life
he cleanses you and he saves you
in case you have a life
you have plenty of inspiration
you are purer than the wind
and he plays better than everyone
you are purer than the wind
and he plays better than everyone
from heaven there is a handkerchief
embroidery of a thousand colors
in which the corner put
gypsy of my loves
oh, oh oh oh oh
How much I love you
How much I love you
The immortals
The immortals
they get lost in the shadow
between the seas
and the soul remains
under the wire sun
making baskets
I entertained myself
I entertained myself
I entertained myself
cutting braces
I wait for you
I wait for you
come to take your white handkerchief
why do not you call me
because I do not have you
come to take your white handkerchief
why do not you call me
because I do not have you
tiritiri… tiritiri…
shivering with cold
four gypsies went down the shore of a river
tiritiri… tiritiri… tiritiri…
shivering with cold
tiritiri… tiritiri… tiritiri…
shivering with cold
tiritiri… tiritiri… tiritiri…
shivering with cold