Silvia, who is she, what is she? We wonder. Flames with praise acclaim her. Of wisdom and beauty and grace has lent her. That she might admired be. Silvia, I can see wisdom in your eyes.
Six days have I labored hard. Finding help out of no man's hand. All night as my body aches. Rest my heart 'til the morning breaks. Souls are waking the world.
Moving on, no abode. Through the day and night, bridle road. Turning from the thirsty day. Time is right to slip away. . Cigano, it? s a road to anywhere.