A gypsy walks along the dunes
A starry sky is guiding him
Whose soul is he calling for?
Whose heart enchained him?
And far his tender song is heard
And deep are footprints in the sand
Aye, let your trip be tireless
And let your heart be glad
And let you find what you seek
And let you meet your fate...
A gypsy walks along the dunes
Footprints are swallowed by the sand

by Natalia Karmona

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