I once knew a traveller - a bohemian man A wandering poet from a far, distant land He told me the stories of kings and of queens Of shimmering castles and clear emerald seas... His words were like jewels His voice liquid gold So I promised him silver For he spoke from the river that ran to his soul...
Oh, sing me the songs of Bohemia Oh, tell me the tales of your life I would give all I own For one moment alone Just to see through bohemian eyes
His words painted pictures that coloured my eyes The sound was like music - it ran through my mind And the land of Bohemia rose silent and clear I knew in my heart it had always been hear... Oh, mysterious minstrel Oh, magical man You have shown me the treasure And I hold the secret of life in my hand...
Oh, sing me the songs of Bohemia Oh, tell me the tales of your life I would give all I own For one moment alone Just to see through bohemian eyes
Oh, sing me the songs of Bohemia Oh, tell me the tales of your life I would give all I own For one moment alone Just to see through bohemian eyes