i was only seventeen,
i fell in love with a gypsy queen.
she told me – hold on!
her father was the leading man,
said “you’re not welcome on our land.”
and then as a foe, he told me to go.
he took me to a little shack
and put a whip across my back
then told her – leave me.
i was out for quite a time,
came back with her on my mind.
sweet little girl – she means all the world.
though i want my gypsy queen,
will she still be torn between
her father and lover?
one day i will go to him
strong enough to fight and win.
the kind of a man that he’ll understand