Once upon a time, many years ago, lived a fair princess, hating to confess, loneliness wastorturing her so.Then a gypsy came, called to her by name, wooed her with a song, sensuous and strong,all the summer long, her passion seemed to tremble like a living fray.Lay to me beneath the summer moon, gypsy, gypsy, gypsy.All I ask of life is just to listen to the songs that you sing, my spirit like a birdon the wing, your melodies a darling siren.Call to me with some barbaric tune, gypsy, gypsy, gypsy.Now you hold me in your arms, lay to me for just an hour, gypsy.Now you hold me in your arms, lay to me for just an hour, gypsy.Now you hold me in your arms, lay to me for just an hour, gypsy.
