The gypsy in her lives In mirrors and portals
Walked through the fogs
Moonlit paths meant
For a solo traveller like her
The gypsy in her lives
Wandering far
Thoughts scattered
People always wonder
About this wandering woman
She sees beyond the norm
Joining people in their journeys
Then straying off on her own
The gypsy in her
Demands solitude and peace
The gypsy in her
Aches to find her place
The gypsy in her knows There will be no peace
Until the gypsy finds home
