If you flew closer,
You'd be perched in another window pane;
With your serrated beak,
You'd bring another one under your wing!
Eeo-ree-oh! Eeo-ree-oh...
The first day of weeding is far;
It's not the time for weeding...
Oh Gypsy! Oh, young Gypsy girl!
What name should I give you?
Eeo-ree-oh! Eeo-ree-oh...
A swallow with black wings
Is shouting in loud screams:
Come to my window,
Lift all these worries from me!
Eeo-ree-oh! Eeo-ree-oh...
[Instrumental]
If I flew like her,
Your good luck would be all mine.
Tell me then, oh young Gypsy girl!
What does the swallow want with us?
Eeo-ree-oh! Eeo-ree-oh...
What does the swallow want with us?
I would really like to know!
The world is a big ball of fire,
But not everyone stays to burn out!
Eeo-ree-oh! Eeo-ree-oh...