A still life painting, a maestros gems,
A sweet love to be my own,
Dancing with her hems,
Ballerina gypsy,
theres a stillness to your sway,
Crescent to crescent, dream your love,
Your sighs shall be like doves,

Kissing the hips of gypsies,
Warms the moon,
A sweet love to caress as my own,
A million and one waves sigh,

She is the gypsy of all her flowers,
A garden moon for her dress,
Exotic gypsy,
theres a stillness to your sway,
Youre as young as you feel,
With your fine wine,
A sweet waltz of the sublime,

Kissing the hips of gypsies,
warms the moon,
warms the moon,
A sweet love to be my own,
A million and one waves sigh,

Gypsy theres a stillness to your sway,
Gypsy give her a bouquet,
Crescent to crescent, beam with love,
Beam your love,
and your rhythms shall be like honey,

Kissing the hips of gypsies,
warms the moon,
warms the moon,
A sweet love to caress as your own,
A million and one waves shimmer away,

Every flower sways sweet in the wind,
Every flower dreams in the wind,
Every flower sways sweet in the wind,
Every flower dreams in the wind
Reynaldo Casison