I recall a gypsy woman
Oh gentle woman, you sleep beside me
Ivory skin against the moonlight
Ivory skin against the moonlight
I recall a gypsy woman
Little know who haunts my mind
Silver spangles in her eyes
And the taste of life's sweet wine
Slumber softly in their beds
And it dances in my head
They did sing a gypsy rhyme
Oh the secrets of her dark eyes
Silver spangles in her eyes
While my tender wife and babies
And stir the darkness in my mind
Where she held me to her bosom
Yellow clover in tangled blossoms
Just a boy of seventeen
Gypsy lady I hear your laughter
Soft breezes blow from fragrant meadows
In a meadow silky green