I am a wandering soul; always thinking where else I can go.





My spirit is free, no troubles, just you and me.



I am a daughter of a gypsy; I want to learn how to fly…


When walking gets too boring, I rebel because that’s my type.




I am a daughter of a gypsy; trying to find my way…



With my head in the clouds, there is never to be a dull day.



Sometimes I take what’s not mine and never return it.


I was taught not to care and wander without any kind of fear.




I am a daughter of a gypsy; my life is lived by dares…



I like to travel barefoot; what people think? I don’t care.




I am a daughter of a gypsy; I am a wandering soul,






always thinking of the next place to go.