Leave me here where I can do no wrong It is night-time and their fires burn Alt that matters here is song and dance It is my time and their hearts, they burn
In a circle, in a ring Gypsy dance, gypsy sing Gypsy dance to the tambourine In fields of green
Promises of fate and destiny Old woman... I don't want to know Anything tomorrow brings will be When this hour is yesterday's ghost
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