Little gypsy, you've been found,
Pack your things, you're moving on,
Loose your name and choose another
Give your soul a different  color,
So sorrow never tracks you down.

My child, my child, it's not a game,
Before the  last bridge catches flame,
Replace yourself  beneath the sun,
This path was clearly not the one.
Let sorrow never track you down.

Your destination undefined,
Your future stores no peace of mind.
You build no dwelling on the ground,
You live in dreams you cast around,
May sorrow never track you down.