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