* Bohemienne
No one knows where my story begins
Bohemienne
I was born on the road that bends
Bohemienne bohemienne
Come tomorrow, I'll wander again
Bohemienne bohemienne
Here's my fate in the lines of my hands
My mother told me tales of Spain
I think that's where she longed to be
Of mountain bandits she once sang
Andalusia memory
There in the mountain she was free
My mother, father all are gone
And I've made Paris be my home
I dream of ocean rolling on
They takes my heart where I must come
Andalusia mountain home
( repeat * )
When I was a child in Provence
Barefoot in the hills I danced once
But the gypsy road is so long
The road so long
Everyday I see a new chance
Maybe some road will lead from France
I will follow till I come home
Till I come home
Andalusia's streams
Run through my blood
Run through my daydreams
Andalusia's sky
When it calls me
I feel my heart fly
( repeat * )
Here's my fate in the lines of my hands ...
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