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It began on a warm summer's dusk: I was the most curious sailor around, She was the shortest robber.
She was my gypsy, My short gypsy, My robber.
We used to laugh so well together, Back then. We wanted to drive together, around the world, We wanted it all.
But one dusk, one warm summers dusk, We decided to drive too much. Together we kissed a ghost. It was empty, so cold.
From that moment our relationship changed. She grew so crazy.
And then it happened:
Oh no!
She was a bird. Alas, a bird! My gypsy was a bird. It flew fast away, so fast.
The next day I thought my ears had broken, I thought my eyes had burst into flames, (But I was actually overreacting a little.)
But still, she is in my thoughts. I think about how it all changed that dusk, That warm summer's dusk.
My ears... ouch! When I think of that short robber, That short robber and me.
It began on a warm summer's dusk: I was the most curious sailor around, She was the shortest robber.
She was my gypsy, My short gypsy, My robber.
We used to laugh so well together, Back then. We wanted to drive together, around the world, We wanted it all.
But one dusk, one warm summers dusk, We decided to drive too much. Together we kissed a ghost. It was empty, so cold.
From that moment our relationship changed. She grew so crazy.
And then it happened:
Oh no!
She was a bird. Alas, a bird! My gypsy was a bird. It flew fast away, so fast.
The next day I thought my ears had broken, I thought my eyes had burst into flames, (But I was actually overreacting a little.)
But still, she is in my thoughts. I think about how it all changed that dusk, That warm summer's dusk.
My ears... ouch! When I think of that short robber, That short robber and me.