ANYA (Blackmore/Gillan/Glover/Lord) I'm so far away form everything you know, Your name is carried on the wind. Your ice blue waters Anya - where do they flow? Where have they been, where have they been? A hidden passion, touching a spark, Flame of revolution burning wild In your gypsy heart... Your gypsy heart. Anya - The spirit of freedom Anya - Ooh Anya The light of freedom buried deep within your soul, Across the puszta - plain to see. The rhapsody of angel refuse to dance alone. What do they mean, ooh, what do they mean? Your jewel flashing across the dark, Forbidding distance - I love your gypsy heart. Ooh, your gypsy heart. Anya...
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