power cry!

The gypsy has taken a stand this time,

She stands up confronts her man this time,

The gypsy has taken a stand this time.

'I l be back and its all the same' he said

'I wont wait' ,said a cold voice and a heart that bled,

separation is sin for those joined by God,

you stay back or you bother me not,

'you ask me to stay,a gypsy you are..

there is fury in blood,dont turn it sour'

gypsy I am, I hear places call

To run behind an idea surely brings falls

'just wait for me,I will be back,

in a few months ,few years along with my pack'

you spoke we be together and your word i heard,

gypsy not giving words power is rather absurd;

Great Mother made everyone in pairs,

not a single one be alone-Her justice is fair;

wait I will no longer,for to find you it took so long,

wait further you say,have you forgotten Her song?

I hold you not but I hold us dear,

Im just saying,she meant us to be near!

the time for longing is far behind

to throw away ones find,will make one blind.

Your heart wants more of success you say,

are you sure youl find,what you leave behind?

listen my man and you listen well,

you are a prisoner locking your own cell.

gypsy blood loves to death agreed,

but who here stands watching ones soul bleed?

The gypsy has taken a stand this time,

she stands up confronts her man this time

The gypsy has taken a stand this time.

There i plenty in our village here,

 happy work brings name wherever my dear!

i wont allow separation to come in now,

For love ,respect or duty I refuse to bow.

Id rather die , i put my foot down,

than let you go saying,il wait around.

ive heard your reason but i see clearly my dear,

losing whats a gift ,they say brings mayhem near,

She put us together and you decide to go,

love,death is near and separation you want more?

'wise one you are,what happened to you?

calm down and see our vows are all new!'

I see us beyond the here and now,

how we lost each other ,to find we took a vow.

last time for love I kept quiet,

You didn return I died in the riot.

The other time for duty you left,

I went mad waiting and died bereft.

Then you went away for peace,

I only lost you to God,saying,i put my heart to rest.

precious lives and time we made futile,

I didn speak up then ,but i died all the while.

This time I see and feel it clear,

If we are meant to be ,we are meant to be near.

To duty,fame or God I deny,

To find whom i was born is only mine.

willfully you leave and I let you go

the reason none,its your choice I know.

I peacefully then give up fighting with God

and quit running in circles to ind the cause.

The gypsy has taken a stand this time,

she stands up and confronts her man this time

The gypsy has taken a stand this time.