How beautiful was she? br with cheap ornaments. br Wandering from place to place br and no fixed residence. br My nomadic lass br in this cycle of birth and death br I was running behind you br but you never make a glance at me. br I was mesmerized by your melancholy song. br My Gypsy gem at least tell me your name br or may I call you 'Haughty'? br Anyway, your face already tattooed in my heart.