We travel across the ancient land

along emptiness and desert sand

Searching for riches and for gold

From stories our ancestors told

Travelers since the day of birth

in search for gems of the earth

Entertainers in search to please

traveling along the mystic breeze

Outcasts, witches, thieves, and fools

Many believing our lifestyle as cruel

But we ride across the shimmering sky

Only to answer our gypsy's cry