Summer Down

 

Gipsies on the plain of Summer Down

I stooped and I picked me up a stone

Flint cut from the chalk, some thousand years ago

Now the gipsy smiled, she nodded too and fro

 

Take the stone and use it on the plain

Circles and Stonehenge

The children of the Gipsy peered from behind the cart

Now the old woman bent to light her pipe

 

Fire is a symbol of friendship

Her eyes took me to the flame

Her eyes took me to the flame

 

Remembrance, crowded brain

The yearning in the spirit stays the same

A house or covered cart, a fire at the hearth

Fire is for friendship near and far

Fire is for friendship near and far

Near and far

 

Gipsies on the plain of Summer Down

I stooped and I picked me up a stone

Flint cut from the chalk, some thousand years ago

Now the gipsy smiled, she nodded too and fro

 

Fire is a symbol of friendship

Her eyes took me to the flame

Her eyes took me to the flame

Her eyes took me to the flame