Gypsy Girl 

Gypsies dancing in moon light
Treading so lightly they
Hardly touch the floor 

Fly my pretty gypsy girl
Fly away from this world,
Follow the stars,
Let them take you where
Your heart yearns to be 

Gypsies playing their castanets,
Dancing in the moonlight,
Under the stars,
Letting the music take
Their souls for the moment 

Fly my pretty gypsy girl,
Let your heart dance as
Much as your eyes do
When you hear the drum start beating 

Fly away from here,
Let your heart beat to
The rhythm of the drum,
Let your feet move to
The clapping of the castanets 

Let your soul free,
My little gypsy girl
Let it fly on the wings
Of fate 

Embrace your chance,
My beautiful gypsy woman
Fly away free
Now or never,
But never forget the feel
Of your heart beating to the drum,
And your feet moving to
The soft clapping of the castanets

Poem written by Tatiana Lasevicius Copyright © Please do not copy without prior written consent from the author