Well these gypsies, they are singing in the market in the square
And these gypsies they are singing to a world that doesn't care
These gypsies take you down, these gypsies see the truth
These gypsies, they don't care about your beauty or your youth

Well these gypsies, they are singing as you drink your poisoned wine
These gypsies, they are singing as you are running out of time
And these gypsies take you down and these gypsies see the truth
And these gypsies don't care about your beauty or your youth

These gypsies, they are dying but their song goes on the same
These gypsies ,they are dying from your hate and pain
These gypsies take you down, these gypsies see the truth
These gypsies, they don't care about your beauty or your youth
These gypsies [Repeat x4]
These gypsies, they don't care about your beauty or your youth