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Gypsy
Gypsy, you who know about luck
Tell me for sure, if he will never come back
Take my trembling hand
And quickly read my fatal destiny
But, little gypsy you who know
I want you to tell me gently
The truth if it's a dagger
Forget, I tell you sir
That love was fleeting and will never return
But, here I read in your destiny
Another love in your path, you will find it soon
Gypsy, you who know about luck
Tell me for sure, if he will never come back
Take my trembling hand
And quickly read my fatal destiny
But, little gypsy you who know
I want you to tell me gently
The truth if it's a dagger
Forget, I tell you sir
That love was fleeting and will never return
But, here I read in your destiny
Another love in your path, you will find it soon
But, here I read in your destiny
Another love in your path, you will find it soon
But, here I read in your destiny
Another love in your path, you will find it soon
