I was only seventeen, I fell in love with a gypsy queen. She told me - hold on! Her father was the leading man, said "You're not welcome on our land." and then as a foe, he told me to go.
He took me to a little shack and put a whip across my back then told her - leave me. I was out for quite a time, came back with her on my mind. Sweet little girl - she means all the world.
Оh, I want my gypsy queen, will she still be torn between her father and mother? One day I will go to him strong enough to fight and win. The kind of a man that he'll understand