Broken bottles, broken songs Broken people been in town too long Where's everyone gone? Ooh baby This city gonna break your heart Oh gypsy, please tell
[Originally released by Mercyful Fate in 1984 on the album "Don't Break the Oath".] [Music: K. Diamond and M. Denner.] [Words: K. Diamond.] [2:25] This
I?m a gypsy man on a one-night stand Am I fit to be loved by you? I?m with a gypsy van, just traveling the land They?ll be leaving in the morning, I?ll
To the cunt in Minnesota, I cracked your skull fuck you 'N in Chicago niggers tried to kill me, but you didn't pull through Fuck you all in Philly, I
Step inside my tent, said she, "I'd like to read you palm" Leave the dollar in the jar, this won't take very long Leave the circus noise behind, close
In a quaint caravan there's a lady they call the Gypsy She can look in your future and drive away all your cares Everything will come right if you only
In a quaint caravan There's a lady they call The Gypsy She can look in the future And drive away all your fears Everything will go right If you only
I had some trouble with my baby So I had my fortune read I had some trouble with my baby And this is what the gypsy said The gypsy cried, she cried "
You come from far away With pictures in your eyes Of coffee shops and morning streets In the blue and silent sunrise But night is the cathedral Where
So we waited for you to come home. Riding high on your visions done Touching darkness we wait by the sea. Holding on desperatly. Far from certain you,
Vengo de tierra le jana Con mi guitarra en la mano Tengo notas de carino Para todos mis hermanos Go-sa como go-so yo amigo Go-sa como go-so yo amigo
Insect caravan pulls its way Through the freezing and misty haze Gypsy casts a spell of frost Frozen solid our lives are paused Glass village lies below
I fell in a stream, neck deep in needles A slow motion sunlit scene, I woke in a world With two kinds of people, the more and the less extreme Was it
So I'm back to the velvet underground Back to the floor that I love To a room with some lace and paper flowers Back to the gypsy that I was, to the gypsy
You can make out pretty good When you're on your own And you know just where you are When you wanna roam Got the moon above your head And the road beneath
"The tarot is fate", said the Gypsy Queen And she beckoned me to glimpse my future she'd seen She said, "Do you see what I see? Be careful to choose
Now there's many tales In many cites to tell And there's so many ways That the story is told There's a room with no bed in the heart of the ghetto
Le gitan dit a la fille : "Qu'importe le prix de l'amour : Pour toi, j'irai finir mes jours Derriere les grilles. J'irai piller les gens de la ville
