By handfuls they gather, distance met,
Traveling ere onward harboring no regrets.
Sing me a song gypsy. Sing me a tune,
Dance with abandonment rise the full moon.
Come lady let passion sparkle ‘Neath the sky,
Twirl and twist round the earth’s passage of time.
Steady onward, freedom, breathe ye peace,
Moon overshadowed, raindrops fall, ah sweet release.
© Cynthia Clark