Agnetha Faltskog
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Gypsy friend
The fire lit the way in the night
And in the distance the laughter was heard
The song and the music drew me there.< br/>I came to a wedding party
And the dance was going on just as well
I paid a night visit to the gypsies. gon, white teeth,
A gypsy youth's hands
Suddenly drew me into a fiery dance.
Said he was the brother of the bride
I, who was not at all was invited
Had ended up in the middle of the party's glory.
Ãზh, gypsy friend,
That night we danced over and over again.
When I looked at you,
Was the fire that escaped here inside me.
Beautiful - yes, like a god,
You smiled and said, Now you are mine Gypsy bride!
I am yours, you are mine, in my dance you entered!
Let it be our melody!''
Like a wind howl ¥r dance,
So at once all the shine was gone
And all was over.
Next day in the same frenzy,
Could hardly control my longing
Before I had to return there.
But then there was no trace
Of the camp I visited yesterday
When I was with the gypsies on a nocturnal visit.
And my bridegroom who disappeared,
I never found him again.
Think, sometimes I think it was a dream,
But then in the middle of the night's wake
Will he come back again,
Memories quickly swirl past in a stream.
ÃĂh, gypsy heritage ¤n,
That night we danced over and over again.
When I looked at you,
Was the fire that escaped here inside me,< br/>Hello!...Beautiful - yes, like a god,
You smiled and saw Now you are my gypsy bride!
I am yours, you are mine , into my dance you entered!
Let it be our melody!''
Like a wind was our dance,
So at once all the shine was gone< br/>And it was all over.

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