Gypsy girl
A dark cascade of hair on her shoulders,
So soft and smooth as no silk could be.
Behind her eyes a soft humour flitters,
Shadows of knowledge that are teasing me.
She plays with chains without any fear,
Lithe and agile she moves on her feet.
She astounds all who watch and who come near,
All of them feel her passion in the heat.
Chorus
That is the gypsy girl that I know so well,
She haunts my dreams and hours too.
To be without her is to live in a hell,
A gypsy she might be but her heart is true. (x2)
She walks beside me, is a thing of dreams,
Her touch is true enough, I know it’s real.
All at once innocent and mystic she seems,
The power to hurt and the power to heal.
I think she can feel my liking for her grow,
Soon like the sun in the day it will shine.
For my heart is hers and that she will know,
For she is the magical girl of mine.
Chorus
That is the gypsy girl that I know so well,
She haunts my dreams and hours too.
To be without her is to live in a hell,
A gypsy she might be but her heart is true. (x2)
That is the gypsy girl that I know so well,
She haunts my dreams and hours too.
To be without her is to live in a hell,
A gypsy she might be but her heart is true. (x2)
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