Paroles de Gipsy Bard

When you're rife with devastation There's a simple explanation You're a toymaker's creation Trapped inside a crystal ball And whichever way he tilts it Know that we will stay resilient We won't let them break our spirits As we sing our silly song When I was a little filly A galloping blaze overtook my city So they shipped me off to the orphanage Said: Ditch those roots if you wanna fit in So I dug one thousand holes and cut a rug with orphan foals Now memories are blurred, and their faces are obscured But I still, know the words to this song When you've bungled all your bangles And your loved ones have been mangled Listen to this jingle jangle Of my gipsy tambourine 'Cause these chords are hypnotizing And the whole world's hamonizing So please children stop your crying And just sing along with me