Lights of the fair
I go in my horse
I'm a queen
You're a gipsy
You're a carny
You go by the roads
I'm gonna get married
Two different worlds
But I would like,
That your lips kiss me
While the party goes on
And my people is dancing.
Carny...
Take me to the river
I wanna go crazy
I wanna kiss your mouth
And forget my last name
Carny...
Take me to the field
I wanna dream of you
To gallop by the road
Over your white horse
Carny...
What a bad luck
I was born to love you
And I can't be your lover
It was all a bad dream
Things of the fair
Some black eyes
Like two candles
Over my horse
I return to my stuff
While the gipsy quenches
His fire in the river
It was a bad thought
That could be madness
And remained in my memory
Like a moon wound