Berurier Noir
Abracadaboum
Gypsy, Gypsy
Romanichels, gypsies, gypsies or bohemians
Manouche, Roma, Sinti, peoples from India
Nomads by blood, fire in the camp
You are the gypsies, that is not delinquent!
You drive south when the cold threatens you
Nature, the seasons , it's life that happens
Eager for freedom, it's your identity
The caravans passed, the dogs barked
Gypsy, gypsy, a threat weighs on you
The gadgi, the white men want to bring you into line
Gypsy, gypsy, you play with your eyes closed
Wake up gypsy, the dogs want you kill
Romanichel, gypsy, gypsy or bohemian
Gypsy, Roma, Sinti, where will you go tomorrow?
The gadgis rented you a public dump
The land belongs to no one, neither to the judges nor to the cops
Gypsy, wake up!
Gypsy, get up!