There's a gypsy dancing in town tonight
Under the Moon, under drunken eyes
Nobody listens to her castanets
Humming the danger in Morse code

Her red skirt flies like streamers
She tries to give some signal
She shows the exit to the mountains
But the city is on fire!

Now men, instead of running away
Accuse the gypsy of burning the city
Those who slept woke up furious
They want to burn the gypsy!

She came as a prophet
To rescue men from themselves
But her red dance puts it in check
Her origin and her truth

Her red skirt flies like streamers
She tries to give some signal
She shows the exit to the mountains
But the city is on fire!

Now men, instead of running away
Accuse the gypsy of burning the city
Those who slept woke up furious
They want to burn the gypsy!

Now men, instead of running away
Accuse the gypsy of burning the city
Those who slept woke up furious
They want to burn the gypsy!
They didn't hear the castanets
Humming the Morse code
Instead of running away, They burned the gypsy
And the fire spread out burning the city