The gypsy knew in advance Our two lives star-crossed by night We said farewell to her and then from that deep well Hope began Love heavy a performing bear Danced upright when we wanted And the blue bird lost his plumes And the beggars lost their Ave We knew quite well that we were damned But hope of love in the street Made us think hand in hand Of what the Gypsy did foreseeSourceThe script ran 0.001 seconds.
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