I'm a red-haired,
I've been on a long journey, my bike is broken.
I'm a soldier,
I sing a lot of gypsy songs,
tell me about painful memories.
I'm a red-haired,
I've been on a long journey,
my bike is broken.
I'm a soldier,
I sing a lot of gypsy songs,
tell me about painful memories.
Gypsy music is played on
the guitars.
Hey, you, Roma, dance with it now.
Don't be sad,
be happy now.
Come on, dance, the music is playing.
This music is for all the pain.
If you're sad, you're in the wrong way.
My heart is beating, my world is bleeding,
I'm a red-haired, I've been on a long journey.
There
are many red-haired on the forest edge.
I've been on a long journey, my bike is broken.
I'm a soldier,
I sing a lot of gypsy songs,
tell me about painful memories.
There are many red-haired on the forest edge.
I've been on a long journey, my bike is broken.
I'm a soldier,
I sing a lot of gypsy songs,
tell me about painful memories.
This music is for all the pain.
If you're sad, you're in the wrong way.
My heart is beating,
my world is bleeding,
I'm a red-haired,
I've been on a long journey.
This music is for
all the pain.
If you're sad, you're in the wrong way.
My heart is beating, my world is bleeding,
I'm a red-haired, I've been on a long journey.