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Arena Tina Notre Dam De Paris The Bohemienne Song Bohemienne No one knows where my story begins Bohemienne I was born on a road that bends Bohemienne, bohemienne Come tomorrow, I'll wander again Bohemienne, bohemienne Here's my fate in the lines of my hands My mother told me tales of Spain I think that's where she longed to be Of mountain bandits she once sang Andalusia memory There in the mountains she was free My mother, father all are gone And I've made Paris be my home I dream of oceans rolling on They take my heart where I must come Andalusia mountain home Bohemienne No one knows where my story begins Bohemienne I was born on a road that bends Bohemienne, bohemienne Come tomorrow, I'll wander again Bohemienne, bohemienne Here's my fate in the lines of my hands When I was a child in Provence Barefoot in the hills I dance once But the gypsy road is long The road's so long Every day I see a new chance Maybe some road will lead from France I will follow till I come home Till I come home Andalusia's streams Run through my blood Run through my day dreams Andalusia's sky When it calls me I feel my heart fly Bohemienne No one knows where my story begins Bohemienne I was born on a road that bends Bohemienne, bohemienne Come tomorrow, I'll wander again Bohemienne, bohemienne Here's my fate in the lines of my hands Here's my fate in the lines of my hands |
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