Time You Old Gipsy Man

Time,you old gipsy man,

Will you not stay,

Put up your caravan

Just for a day ,

All things I'll give you

Will you be my guest ?

Bells for your jennet,

Of silver the best?

Goldsmiths shall beat you ..

A great golden ring ,

Peacocks shall bow to you..

Little boys sing ?

Oh, and sweet girls will..

Festoon you with may,

Time you old gipsy ..

Why hasten away,

Last week in babylon,

Last night in Rome..

Morning and in the crush?

Under Paul's dome,

Under Paul's dial..

You tighten your rein,

Only a moment..

And off once again,

Off to same city..

Now blind in the womb?

Off to another,

Ere that's in the tomb..

Time you old gipsy man,

Will you not stay..

Put up your caravan,

Just for a day ?

(Md Salim hosain)