Gypsy Forest

The dolphins live in the open sea

And the gypsies live in the forest

While the owls and the crows

And the sure foot does

Still live like those before usAnd the oak and the pine

And the sycamore shines

And the day spins round like a feather

And the sawmill whines and the bluebird dines

And the song goes on foreverNow the old folk tell of an ancient bell

Somewhere sunk in the meadow

But the shepherd there

With the snow white hair

Just sings in the evening shadowsAnd no one knows where the clear creek goes

When the moonlight fades in the forest

But the peacock screams and the gypsy dreams

Of a time gone by before usRound and around and around and around

Round and around and around

Round and around and around and around

Round and around and around