If the the wound aches in my heart,
If sorrow clouds my sight,
I will sing a gypsy song bright -
It will not deceive my heart.
With this song in the dark night
My fiery horse will carry me away;
My heart will be obedient to me tight,
And good fortune will await me in day.
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Author:
Ksey_Gan (
Online) - Published: January 1st, 2026 11:09
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