Karlie-Deanna Banville
angelo,gypsy, travel,reflection,life,death, europe, villanelle
angelo,gypsy, travel,reflection,life,death, europe, villanelle
Angelo the Gypsy
Vagabonds who beat the dust
drunk all those long nights
running with a wind gust
we travelled with explorers lust
free like flying kites
vagabonds who beat the dust
Our wagons would never rust
our spirits glowed like heavenly lights
running with a wind gust
In these mortals I placed my trust
amongst our people there were no fights
vagabonds who beat the dust
Pass away I one day must
death delivered one of his bites
running with a wind gust
cemetary dancer, it is just
reaper has never given me a fright
vagabonds who beat the dust
running with a wind gust