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.



Though 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