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
Aaeee yiieee oooh ooo iii yaaah
Ooooaaah, yoooh woooh
Aaeee yiiee oooh ooo iii yaaah
Ooooaaah
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
