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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Before you judge me tell me one thing Do you know how dew feels in the early morning Do you know what timber makes that crackling sound When you sit by a fire on open ground Tell me how bright the stars do shine While lying on your back with your lover beside Why do weeping willows weep They cry for the humans souls they keep How do bluebell woods look in May A carpet of fragrance such beauty are they So before you tell me we can't stay What do you know about the land that we lay We may be different, gypsies are we But we love these lands more than you see We travel around from woods to creak Past babbling brooks and chestnut trees By steaming streams and Rocky mounts We love this land, why doesn't this count Romany women so small and beautiful Tell me how midnight sounds while sleeping on hallowed ground The night it creeps into your embrace The perfect partner love can make Before you judge me tell me this What sound streams make when meeting lakes While rivers join the big wide sea How does it feel when admiring these Tall trees sore the open sky The most beautiful colours with the sun rise So before you judge us and make us move on Have a care for what your doing As we are still human We're love this land until the day we die This is where we started our lives
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