We come from the port of Modon
On The route to the holy land
But we have been gone so long
Our children only know it by song
Led by the gypsy Johannes
We made our way west thru new lands
We went West and some went North
They fight the invasion of the Kubulai Kahn
Back home, our way home is dawn
Thru the town of the Napleon
In the eastern Peloponese
Many try to carry on
But we are driven back east and we must
Find our way home...Back home...
We are known by many names
They were sold or traded away
Many died and buried gypsies
But also we say we know it we got to move on
Back home...we got to get back home...
Our way home is Dawn