Gibsy Melody - Noël Coward

Passing a song to you both sad and true

About a highly born Hungarian

Though gypsy blood was red her blood was blue

And very definitely Arian

She loved a proletarian

In a valley far away

A gypsy minstrel came to play

A serenade

Everyone from far and near

Collected in the woods to hear

The tune he played

Wild and free

That haunting melody

Enchanted maid and man

Young and old believed the tales he told

And joined his caravan;

A most impulsive foolish man

Their troubles then began

The rain soon brought them home again

No longer wild and free

Snow and hail

Had made that nightingale

Sound very much off key

A sorry tale you will agree

What fools these mortals be

But one poor lady left her heart behind

And from that moment life was sad for her

Naught could bring comfort to her troubled mind

Which on the whole was very bad for her

That is why

To any gypsy passing by

She’d always sigh:

«Play me a gypsy melody from far away

An echo wild and gay

From forgotten yesterday

My lonely heart can still remember

The magic nights beneath the open sky

So gypsy play for me

That song I love until the day I die

My lonely heart can still remember

Those magic nights beneath the open sky

So gypsy play for me

That song I love until the day I die