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