Echoes of distant gypsy drums
in rhythmic chaos, I hear,
gazing through dripping darkness.
beams of brilliant moon
chisel my desires...
into movement without memory,
into now and never...
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Echoes of distant gypsy drums
in rhythmic chaos, I hear,
gazing through dripping darkness.
beams of brilliant moon
chisel my desires...
into movement without memory,
into now and never...