Gypsies [Theme] Page 2

How different the life of Gypsies; they are compared to us like birds.

I'll go back.
- Michael, you're the second of Luke Carretta.
- I'll stay in the hotel.
- The fact that you live in a hotel I'll know who will take you there, and those who work there. Hotels are in place, and you as a target. And these people don't know where will be tomorrow, the way they indicate the leaves and crows.

The CPC will be able to identify the Italians, and they will be forced to lay low. And we are Gypsies - we are at the bottom.

Gypsy everywhere know how to find a safe haven.

For the people of her tribe's freedom above all else, and they are ready to burn the city, just not a day to sit in prison.

I want to love, want to suffer,
I want to love, want to walk,
I don't care what you think I am,
The abyss with you, my destiny.

The fire burns as my passion,
In the still of the night I wait for you.
I recognized your footsteps,
Gypsy my dear, come to me rush.
I recognized your footsteps,
Gypsy my dear, come to me rush.
You come to me, my dear,
Yes, caress me,
And lit the blood of a Gypsy
Brighter than a thousand lights.
The fire burns as my passion,
What will happen tomorrow, I don't know.
Under the groan of guitar and tambourine ringing
Gypsies sing and I, and he.

But if you do, the Lord will give
Me two lives to worry about
I'd just lived,
And continued with the Gypsies go to town.
But if you go again,
Had his life to live,
In trouble days, nights of fire,
I continued to love you.

Oh, go to hell just in case
Sadness, melancholy romp of passion flour -
I heard the voice of the Gypsy Roma
To hell the road to hell.