I still recall the place When I first felt your gypsy wind playin' on my face That summer's long since gone But gypsy winds have ways of staying on Voices
I still recall the place When I first felt yourgypsy wind Playing on my face That summer's long since gone But gypsy winds have ways of staying on. Voices
翻訳: フォーゲルバーグ、ダン. ジプシー風.
short WE UPHOLD Sky of blue sun of gold WE MAINTAIN On sunny days all sadness and pain be relieved WE BELIEVE The breeze blows the leaves in the gypsy
long are we gonna be ridin' How long must I keep my eyes glued to the door Will there be any comfort there, senor There's a wicked wind still blowing
, they didn't give a damn Try to raise a family, end up the enemy Over what went down on the plains of Abraham Acadian driftwood, gypsy tail wind They
Think I'm stranded but I don't know where I got this diamond I don't know how to shine In the sun where the dark winds wail And these children leave
, you ain't nothing but gone My gypsy biker's coming home And now I'm out countin' white lines Countin' white lines and getting stoned My gypsy biker
outta touch and you're outta Time And you're outta turn outta tune and you're outta wind And you're one outta ten who must be outta their goddamn minds
Greeting, welcome to the gypsy of fortunes Your coin was very much appreciated And now I shall grant you your future It seems my cards of Tarot have
My name is Jan the gypsy I travel the land There are no chains about me I am, me own man I can tell a fair old story which I'm sure ain't no surprise
Yo, there's still time As the door close, the cold wind blows Down America like the Wall of Jericho Some will walk the sheet close Many are called but
ain't never pass the rock I still dip and dab, stick my hand in bigger bags Nick, a gram or give 'em slabs, trips wit tan in gypsy cabs (outta town) I
like that, I bought it like that, I'm livin' like that For, you wack MC's Currency is made in trust of the Messiah I'm spending it to get higher Earth, Wind
Yeah hell yeah now I can hear the gypsy wind a howlin' Ain't got time to lean against your wall I gotta hit the road and keep on movin' I'm gonna roll
A gypsy wind is blowing warm tonight The sky is starlit and the time is right And still you're telling me you have to go Before you leave there's something
Words and Music by Bob Seger A gypsy wind is blowing warm tonight The sky is starlit and the time is right And still you're tellin' me you have to
ladder and pail The darkened walls I scale And far and high I see a patch of sky I'd rather be the gypsy (I'd rather be the gypsy) Whose camped at the