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The Flower - Tribe Of Gypsies
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The Flower Tribe Of Gypsies

The Flower - Tribe Of Gypsies
The petals fall and the seeds are sewn
Like the mother's womb that conceived us all
A tiny flower that blooms without a care
This child is born to this heartless place

Time has passed and the flower's strong
Its moonlight bloom shining on an on
I start to wonder - how long can this go on ?
The flower's time coming to its dawn

Now your time has come and the seeds are sewn
To our mother's womb that conceived us all
And I wonder - I'd really like to know
Why the flower's time come into this dawn

Does anybody know
Where do we do ?
Doеs anybody know
Where do we do ?

And I wondеr - I'd really like to know
Why the flower comes and the flower goes
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