Old gypsy woman spoke to me, lips stained red from a bottle of wine.
Old gypsy woman spoke to me, lips stained red from a bottle of wine.
The one that you are looking for, you’re not gonna find her here.
The one that you are looking for, you’re not gonna find her here, here.
I’m runnin’ on a northeast stream, get to the ocean ‘fore I run too low.
I’m runnin’ on a northeast stream, get to the ocean ‘fore I run too low,
Get to the ocean ‘fore I run too low.
The one that you are looking for, you’re not gonna find her here.
The one that you are looking for, you’re not gonna find her here, here
так хочется что нибудь на нее сделать, но нет времени.