Cigano (For the Gypsies) - Steve Winwood

Moving on, no abode

Through the day and night, bridle road

Turning from the thirsty day

Time is right to slip away

Cigano, it’s a road to anywhere

Little old sky for shelter

Freedom, all you have to bear

Cigano, a never ending road, secret destination

Lonely fire, darkened sky

Never staying, just passing by

At the crossroads, horses fed

Guided by stars overhead

Cigano, it’s a road to anywhere

Little old sky for shelter

Freedom, all you have to bear

Cigano, a never ending road, secret destination

Destiny foretold

Moving on, no abode

Through the day and night, bridle road

Turning from the thirsty day

Time is right to slip away

Cigano, it’s a road to anywhere

Little old sky for shelter

Freedom, all you have to bear

Cigano, it’s a never ending road

Taking his existence, destiny foretold

Cigano, a road to anywhere

Little old sky for shelter

Freedom, all you have to bear

Cigano, a never ending road, a secret destination

Destiny foretold

Cigano, Cigano, Cigano