I don’t care about racial purity
And all this pure blooded Romany
Stuff. But I’m a gypsy through and through,
A traveller and it’s true
I owe no allegiance to any nation’s border,
And all that Nazi New World Order,
But as we travel and as we move,
With our Romany history on the hoof,
We swop and share our lives with others,
And find new partners, sisters, brothers,
And for this we take our last journey,
In a sealed death train to gas and burning,
We swop and share our lives with others,
And find new partners, sisters, brothers,
And for this we take our last journey,
In a sealed death train to gas and burning.

© Stuart Butler - 2003