Mortimer
Gold Member
"They know us better then we know ourselfes"
In the moonlit dance of evening's grace, Roma women with beauty, hearts ablaze. Eyes that glimmer like stars in night, Their laughter, a song, pure delight.
With flowing skirts and steps so light, They spin through life, a vibrant sight. Jewels that glint and hair that flows, In their presence, a garden grows.
Roma men with courage bold, Stories of their bravery told. Through trials and paths unknown, Their strength and honor brightly shown.
With hearts as wild as open skies, They face the world with fearless eyes. Protectors of their kin and kind, In every shadow, light they find.
Together in a timeless dance, Of love and life, a fierce romance. The Roma spirit, free and strong, In every heartbeat, in every song.
Through fields and forests, roads unplanned, They roam the world, a nomad band. Beautiful women, heroic men, In the Roma, life’s magic begins again.
In the moonlit dance of evening's grace, Roma women with beauty, hearts ablaze. Eyes that glimmer like stars in night, Their laughter, a song, pure delight.
With flowing skirts and steps so light, They spin through life, a vibrant sight. Jewels that glint and hair that flows, In their presence, a garden grows.
Roma men with courage bold, Stories of their bravery told. Through trials and paths unknown, Their strength and honor brightly shown.
With hearts as wild as open skies, They face the world with fearless eyes. Protectors of their kin and kind, In every shadow, light they find.
Together in a timeless dance, Of love and life, a fierce romance. The Roma spirit, free and strong, In every heartbeat, in every song.
Through fields and forests, roads unplanned, They roam the world, a nomad band. Beautiful women, heroic men, In the Roma, life’s magic begins again.
