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Gypsy Dance

Поп-музыка/Баллада • 2016 • Автор текста: Monica Bergo
 
     
 

Gypsy Dance


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Продавец Monica Bergo
PDF, 294.4 Кб ID: SM-000384523 Дата публикации: 30 мар 2020
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Monica Bergo
Язык
Итальянский
Время звучания
4'50
Music and song composed by me

Gypsy dance

And it is another day that passes and goes
I know another equal will not return
I feel restless, I lose my colors
Invaded by the gray of the outside world
Need for love
And that sense of emptiness
Suspended in limbo, I move in slow motion
I invent a fairy tale from the past
I miss the affection of my tribe

I wear a dress of 1000 colors
I weave my hair with grass and flowers
Gypsy again in this other life of mine
It's not just a fairy tale, it's an endless story
Among the elves, the fairies and gypsy violins
In woods close to ancient realms
I also feel beautiful, happy and accepted
here is the banal woman who has changed

the gypsy dance cries inside me
it is a fire that melts this cold that is there
it is freedom
it is desire to live
it's gypsy dance and I'm the queen
Again I break down this identity of mine
The nemesis goes crazy and will unleash
My spirit
Who is young and free
I mud and diamond
Matt and shiny

I alpha female of a group of witches
Unleash storms, suspended threats
Then a rainbow of many colors
Here The rain is over, the flowers wake up
Let's dance happily in this kingdom of mine
In a merry-go-round, malia of a beautiful dream
In my other world I don't want to go back
If I'm not anyone's
Leave me alone

I will not return
In this fairy tale, I will hide
A still image
I will seem to you
Turn that sheet over and I'll be animated
and the end will be
"Monica disappeared", in the world here
But in this kingdom of mine I will live forever
From a cover I will smile at you

I'm not a gypsy, I'm not a queen
but inside of me I remained a child
Gypsy violins no longer play
I miss the affection of my tribe
and I go back to that time when everything was empty
dreaming and flying was my only game
I'm not that bad in the world here
in the shoes that I wear in my reality

but the gypsy dance cries inside me
it is a fire that melts this cold that is there
it is freedom
it is desire to live
it's gypsy dance and I'm the queen
I trample with joy my "but" and my "if"
Inadequacy I no longer know what it is
And still I will be able to feel that thrill
The apparent, distant and distant death

The gypsy dance here under the moon
Ancient ritual that brings luck
You will be welcome in my tribe
In this book of mine, you can write the end ...
Monica Bergo
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