Текст песни Gypsy Days - Gino Vannelli
                                                Gypsy 
                                                Days
 
                                    
                                
                                                Once 
                                                    I 
                                                knew 
                                                    a 
                                                woman
 
                                    
                                
                                                Who 
                                                lived 
                                                in 
                                                Gypsy 
                                                ways
 
                                    
                                
                                                We 
                                                made 
                                                Gypsy 
                                                love
 
                                    
                                
                                                In 
                                                those 
                                                my 
                                                Gypsy 
                                                days
 
                                    
                                
                                                She 
                                                wore 
                                                broadcloth 
                                                and 
                                                rock 
                                                jewels
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                second 
                                                hand 
                                                lace
 
                                    
                                
                                                Her 
                                                queenly 
                                                tatters 
                                                hung 
                                                over
 
                                    
                                
                                                Her 
                                                perfect 
                                                form 
                                                and 
                                                grace
 
                                    
                                
                                                We 
                                                would 
                                                talk 
                                                for 
                                                hours 
                                                about 
                                                any 
                                                thing
 
                                    
                                
                                                From 
                                                the 
                                                front 
                                                page 
                                                news 
                                                to 
                                                Yeats
 
                                    
                                
                                                About 
                                                the 
                                                New 
                                                Jerusalem 
                                                that 
                                                quietly 
                                                waits 
                                                in 
                                                everyone
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                then 
                                                she'd 
                                                fill 
                                                the 
                                                room 
                                                with 
                                                spring 
                                                root 
                                                and 
                                                sage
 
                                    
                                
                                                As 
                                                we 
                                                lay 
                                                by 
                                                candle 
                                                light
 
                                    
                                
                                                Our 
                                                bodies 
                                                locked 
                                                in 
                                                love 
                                                from 
                                                midnight 
                                                to 
                                                the 
                                                morning 
                                                sun
 
                                    
                                
                                                When 
                                                we 
                                                were 
                                                one
 
                                    
                                
                                                She 
                                                walked 
                                                the 
                                                earth 
                                                lightly
 
                                    
                                
                                                One 
                                                inch 
                                                above 
                                                this 
                                                world
 
                                    
                                
                                                    A 
                                                dreamy 
                                                blue-eyed 
                                                moon 
                                                goddess
 
                                    
                                
                                                With 
                                                an 
                                                Andalusian 
                                                swirl
 
                                    
                                
                                                She 
                                                was 
                                                    a 
                                                fierce 
                                                of 
                                                spirit
 
                                    
                                
                                                Innocence 
                                                unchained
 
                                    
                                
                                                No 
                                                heir 
                                                to 
                                                the 
                                                ills 
                                                of 
                                                Adam
 
                                    
                                
                                                My 
                                                Paradise 
                                                regained
 
                                    
                                
                                                Then 
                                                she 
                                                led 
                                                me 
                                                down 
                                                to 
                                                the 
                                                edge 
                                                of 
                                                town
 
                                    
                                
                                                Where 
                                                we 
                                                lit 
                                                our 
                                                Buddha 
                                                sticks
 
                                    
                                
                                                As 
                                                we 
                                                floated 
                                                high 
                                                above 
                                                herringbone 
                                                bricks 
                                                in 
                                                dark 
                                                galleries
 
                                    
                                
                                                    A 
                                                street 
                                                lamp 
                                                made 
                                                her 
                                                eyes 
                                                to 
                                                shine
 
                                    
                                
                                                Like 
                                                    a 
                                                beacon 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                night
 
                                    
                                
                                                Offering 
                                                this 
                                                mariner 
                                                    a 
                                                guiding 
                                                light 
                                                on 
                                                stormy 
                                                seas
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                memories
 
                                    
                                
                                                Once 
                                                    I 
                                                loved 
                                                    a 
                                                woman
 
                                    
                                
                                                Who 
                                                lived 
                                                in 
                                                Gypsy 
                                                ways
 
                                    
                                
                                                Would 
                                                that 
                                                    I 
                                                could 
                                                return
 
                                    
                                
                                                To 
                                                those 
                                                my 
                                                Gypsy 
                                                days
 
                                    
                                
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