文本歌词

Bohemia
No one knows where my story begins
Bohemia
I was born on the road that bends
Bohemia Bohemia
Come to tomorrow I'll wander again
Bohemia Bohemia
Here is a fate in the lines of my hands
My mother told me tales of Spain
I think that's where she longed to be
Of mountain bandits she once sang
Andalusia memory
There in the mountain she was free
My mother father all are gone
And let Paris be my home
I dream of the oceans rolling on
They take my heart where I must come
Andalusia mountain home
Bohemia
No one knows where my story begins
Bohemia
I was born on the roads that bends
Bohemia Bohemia
Come to tomorrow I wander again
Bohemia Bohemia
Here is my fate in the lines of my hands
When I was a child in Provence
Barefoot in the hills I dance once
But the gypsy road is so long
The road's so long
Everyday I see a new chance
Maybe some road will lead from France
I'll follow till I come home
Till I come home
Andalusia's streams
Run through my blood
Run through my day dreams
Andalusia's sky
When it calls me
I feel my heart lie
Bohemia
No one knows where my storys begin
Bohemia
I was born on the road that bends
Bohemia Bohemia
Come to tomorrow I'll wander again
Bohemia Bohemia
Here is my fate in the lines of my hands
Here is my fate in the lines of my hands.