Оберіть трек для відтворення
Just before the break of dawn
I saddled up my fine grey mare
In search of my beloved I rode to the gypsy fair
I looked in every caravan
Many maidens I did find
But she was not amongst them
The dearest love of mine
There's a fire in the forest and a ghost out in the pines
Two ravens by the river and a moon that shines
And when I think of her I fall into despair
For my beloved at the gypsy fair
Can anybody tell me please
Where my darling can be found?
Tell me is she dead or does she walk upon the ground?
Words are whispered everywhere
Words are spoken high and low
But the truth about my own true love
They wouldn't let me know
There's a fire in the forest and a ghost out in the pines
Two ravens by the river and a moon that shines
And when I think of her I fall into despair
For my beloved at the gypsy fair
I rode into the forest dark
I came upon two ravens black
They said to me that I would never get my true love back
She was taken by the river and
Brought out here where she was burned
They whisper out here in these woods
And say she has returned
There's a fire in the forest and a ghost out in the pines
Two ravens by the river and a moon that shines
And when I think of her I fall into despair
For my beloved at the gypsy fair