Midnight within midnight,
With the stars up above,
Alone together,
The woman with exquisite hips,
Is swaying modestly chill,
And all the stars,
Can feel her warmth,

The gypsy within the vineyard,
Feels the moon gazing up,
And the Midnight stars in her eyes,
Are sparkling with their love,
In her soul,
Is,
What the world stills needs,
Like the fine wine of her Beauty,

Sweet in her sway,
She parts her honey hair,
Like the moon parts the clouds,
The gypsy of a thousand,
enchanting rhythms,
Swaying modestly warm,
And everybody feels her sway,
Like the breeze through her hair,

The gypsy within the vineyard,
Feels the moon gazing up,
And the champagne stars,
In her eyes,
Are sparkling,
With our love in her soul,
And the Sun caresses moon,
To feel romantic and whole,

And everybody seems to love her,
Especially you and me,
For us,
Her beauty isnt hard to see,
It glows sweetly within,

And the gypsy in the vineyard,
Feels the moon gazing within,
And the Midnight stars in her eyes,
Are sparkling,
With our love in her soul,

Ah yeah,
The gypsy in the vineyard,
Your love keeps her Beauty still,
As she sways all around,
Ah yeah,
Her soul caresses my love,
As she sways all around,
With sighs of a sublime dove
Reynaldo Casison