My Gypsy Heart
My gypsy heart, forget it a moment at least,
became a bit glacial valley.
My gypsy soul, became a moon,
chilled with cold breath love.
two eyes even in my sleep following me,
two eyes ice melt and burn me.
two eyes with a knife pierce my heart and forgive
no, I love to drop like that,
an empty glass broken in two.
his cross I will bear, until his last hour,
with gentle affection in his gypsy heart.
And forgive your sins.