Very interesting thread here. I'm sorry I'm so late in joining. My brother, who passed away 1 1/2 years ago, used to sing this on those close-to-perfect evenings- in front of a fire or on long walks along the water. I don't think I'll ever forget his soft voice or his beautiful whistle nor the contentment I felt when he got to the line about the gypsy who was actually a "lord of these lands all over." I always took it to mean he owned the land in spirit and she would love him forever because of this spirit. I think I'll stick with my interpretation because it fits my memories perfectly. I do wish I had asked my brother's interpretation. He would have so enjoyed this thread as he was ever curious and I'm sure he would have enhanced it with his own posting. Thanks for triggering fond memories. A grateful Kathleen