The Gipsy Woman

[Marcus Nalgaber]

The Gipsy Woman

 

 

There is a knock on the door
it's Rosa the gypsy

Rosa Rosa
girl woman that goes begging
from house to house
from house to house

Rosa Rosa that looks at my face
distressed
distressed
while you tell me the tragedy
that you dragg now 

Rosa Rosa
mourning flower
with your body prisoner
of that so black dress

let me cry with you
although I ask God
in my inside 
what you say
is a tale 
to make mercyful my pocket

but today your eyes 
are two wells
full of mud
two winter landscapes
barren and abandoned
after the flood of your crying

Rosa Rosa
little gypsy that comes and goes
skinny and shaky
haunted by her shadow
that also trembles under her feet 

let me cry with you
although I ask God
in my inside 
what you say
is a tale 
to make mercyful my pocket

Rosa Rosa
little gypsy that comes and goes
skinny and shaky
haunted by her shadow
that also trembles under her feet  x2

Rosa Rosa