Gypsy Dictionary [32]
bebee; And I'll pootch lende that they del Tute to me for romadi."
"I'll jaw with thee, my Rumni chal, If my dye and bebee muk me; But choring gristurs traishes me, For it brings one to the rukie.
"'Twere ferreder that you should ker, Petuls and I should dukker, For then adrey our tanney tan, We kek atraish may sova."
"Kusko, my little Rumni chel, Your rokrapen is kusko; We'll dukker and we'll petuls ker Pawdle across the chumba.
"O kusko si to chore a gry Adrey the kaulo rarde; But 'tis not kosko to be nash'd Oprey the nashing rukie."
MAKING A FORTUNE--No.2
"Come along, my little gypsy girl, Come along with me, I pray! A-stealing horses we will go, O'er the hills so far away.
"Before your mother and your aunt I'll down upon my knee, And beg they'll give me their little girl To be my Romadie."
"I'll go with you, my gypsy boy, If my mother and aunt agree; But a perilous thing is horse-stealinge, For it brings one to the tree.
"'Twere better you should tinkering ply, And I should fortunes tell; For then within our little tent In safety we might dwell."
"Well said, my little gypsy girl, I like well what you say; We'll tinkering ply, and fortunes tell O'er the hills so far away.
"'Tis a pleasant thing in a dusky night A horse-stealing to go; But to swing in the wind on the gallows-tree, Is no pleasant thing, I trow."
THE DUI CHALOR
Dui Romany Chals were bitcheney, Bitcheney pawdle the bori pawnee. Plato for kawring, Lasho for choring The putsi of a bori rawnee.
And when they well'd to the wafu tem, The tem that's pawdle the bori pawnee, Plato was nasho Sig, but Lasho Was lell'd for rom by a bori rawnee.
You cam to jin who that rawnie was, 'Twas the rawnie from whom he chor'd the putsee: The Chal had a black Chohauniskie yack, And she slomm'd him pawdle the bori pawnee.
THE TWO GYPSIES
Two Gypsy lads were transported, Were sent across the great water. Plato was sent for rioting, And Louis for stealing the purse Of a great lady.
And when they came to the other country, The country that lies across the great water, Plato was speedily hung, But Louis was taken as a husband By a great lady.
You wish to know who was the lady, 'Twas the lady from whom he stole the purse: The Gypsy had a black and witching eye, And on account of that she followed him Across the great water.
MIRO ROMANY CHl
As I was a jawing to the gav yeck divvus I met on the drom miro Romany chi; I pootch'd las whether she come sar mande, And she penn'd tu sar wafo rommadis; O mande there is kek wafo romady, So penn'd I to miro Romany chi, And I'll kair tute miro tatcho romadi If you but pen tu come sar mande.
MY ROMAN LASS
As I to the town was going one day My Roman lass I met by the way; Said I: Young maid, will you share my lot? Said she: Another wife you've got. Ah no! to my Roman lass I cried: No wife have I in the world so wide, And you my wedded wife shall be If you will consent to come with me.
AVA, CHI
Hokka tute mande Mande pukkra bebee Mande shauvo tute - Ava, Chi!
YES, MY GIRL
If to me you prove untrue, Quickly I'll your auntie tell I've been over-thick with you - Yes, my girl, I will.
THE TEMESKOE RYE
Penn'd the temeskoe rye to the Romany chi, As the choon was dicking prey lende dui: Rinkeny tawni, Romany rawni, Mook man choom teero gudlo mui.
THE YOUTHFUL EARL
Said the youthful earl to the Gypsy girl, As the moon was casting its silver shine: Brown little lady, Egyptian lady, Let me kiss those sweet lips of thine.
CAMO-GILLIE
Pawnie birks My men-engni shall be; Yackors my dudes Like ruppeney shine: Atch meery chi! Ma jal away: Perhaps I may not dick tute Kek komi.
LOVE-SONG
I'd choose as pillows for my head Those snow-white breasts of thine; I'd use as lamps to light my bed Those eyes of silver shine: O lovely maid, disdain me not, Nor leave me in my pain: Perhaps 'twill never be my lot To see thy face again.
TUGNIS AMANDE
I'm jalling across the pani - A choring mas and morro, Along with a bori
"I'll jaw with thee, my Rumni chal, If my dye and bebee muk me; But choring gristurs traishes me, For it brings one to the rukie.
"'Twere ferreder that you should ker, Petuls and I should dukker, For then adrey our tanney tan, We kek atraish may sova."
"Kusko, my little Rumni chel, Your rokrapen is kusko; We'll dukker and we'll petuls ker Pawdle across the chumba.
"O kusko si to chore a gry Adrey the kaulo rarde; But 'tis not kosko to be nash'd Oprey the nashing rukie."
MAKING A FORTUNE--No.2
"Come along, my little gypsy girl, Come along with me, I pray! A-stealing horses we will go, O'er the hills so far away.
"Before your mother and your aunt I'll down upon my knee, And beg they'll give me their little girl To be my Romadie."
"I'll go with you, my gypsy boy, If my mother and aunt agree; But a perilous thing is horse-stealinge, For it brings one to the tree.
"'Twere better you should tinkering ply, And I should fortunes tell; For then within our little tent In safety we might dwell."
"Well said, my little gypsy girl, I like well what you say; We'll tinkering ply, and fortunes tell O'er the hills so far away.
"'Tis a pleasant thing in a dusky night A horse-stealing to go; But to swing in the wind on the gallows-tree, Is no pleasant thing, I trow."
THE DUI CHALOR
Dui Romany Chals were bitcheney, Bitcheney pawdle the bori pawnee. Plato for kawring, Lasho for choring The putsi of a bori rawnee.
And when they well'd to the wafu tem, The tem that's pawdle the bori pawnee, Plato was nasho Sig, but Lasho Was lell'd for rom by a bori rawnee.
You cam to jin who that rawnie was, 'Twas the rawnie from whom he chor'd the putsee: The Chal had a black Chohauniskie yack, And she slomm'd him pawdle the bori pawnee.
THE TWO GYPSIES
Two Gypsy lads were transported, Were sent across the great water. Plato was sent for rioting, And Louis for stealing the purse Of a great lady.
And when they came to the other country, The country that lies across the great water, Plato was speedily hung, But Louis was taken as a husband By a great lady.
You wish to know who was the lady, 'Twas the lady from whom he stole the purse: The Gypsy had a black and witching eye, And on account of that she followed him Across the great water.
MIRO ROMANY CHl
As I was a jawing to the gav yeck divvus I met on the drom miro Romany chi; I pootch'd las whether she come sar mande, And she penn'd tu sar wafo rommadis; O mande there is kek wafo romady, So penn'd I to miro Romany chi, And I'll kair tute miro tatcho romadi If you but pen tu come sar mande.
MY ROMAN LASS
As I to the town was going one day My Roman lass I met by the way; Said I: Young maid, will you share my lot? Said she: Another wife you've got. Ah no! to my Roman lass I cried: No wife have I in the world so wide, And you my wedded wife shall be If you will consent to come with me.
AVA, CHI
Hokka tute mande Mande pukkra bebee Mande shauvo tute - Ava, Chi!
YES, MY GIRL
If to me you prove untrue, Quickly I'll your auntie tell I've been over-thick with you - Yes, my girl, I will.
THE TEMESKOE RYE
Penn'd the temeskoe rye to the Romany chi, As the choon was dicking prey lende dui: Rinkeny tawni, Romany rawni, Mook man choom teero gudlo mui.
THE YOUTHFUL EARL
Said the youthful earl to the Gypsy girl, As the moon was casting its silver shine: Brown little lady, Egyptian lady, Let me kiss those sweet lips of thine.
CAMO-GILLIE
Pawnie birks My men-engni shall be; Yackors my dudes Like ruppeney shine: Atch meery chi! Ma jal away: Perhaps I may not dick tute Kek komi.
LOVE-SONG
I'd choose as pillows for my head Those snow-white breasts of thine; I'd use as lamps to light my bed Those eyes of silver shine: O lovely maid, disdain me not, Nor leave me in my pain: Perhaps 'twill never be my lot To see thy face again.
TUGNIS AMANDE
I'm jalling across the pani - A choring mas and morro, Along with a bori