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Thou shalt not suffer… a witch to live!

Fell in love with a handsome maiden

A country lass with flaxen hair

Our paths were crossed

One golden summer at the Fayre

Then one dark autumn, the finder came riding

To our door, making no sound

His killers entered and cut us down to the ground

Whip her! Strip her! Beat her to the bone!

I am the hand of god and I decide alone

Burn witch, burn!

When are you gonna learn?

Burn witch, burn!

Cure or kill her!

To the devil you return!

Through mellow mornings and starry evenings

Her warm caresses surrounded me

On a shooting star, we swore our love eternally

Take her! Break her! Cut her till she’s raw!

Don’t believe her innocence, she won’t lie anymore!

Burn witch, burn!

When are you gonna learn?

Burn witch, burn!

Cure or kill her!

To the devil you return!

You may burn my body... but my soul lives on!

A gypsy’s curse be upon you

Now and forever until the end of time!

My spirit will be avenged of this blasphemous crime!

It’s the curse of the gypsy

Of the gypsy queen...

It’s the curse of the gypsy

Of the gypsy queen...

It’s the curse (Oh, no!) of the gypsy (Oh, no!)

Of the gypsy queen...

It’s the curse of the gypsy

Of the gypsy queen...

Oh, no!