Words Lorcan Otway tune Kanak Szomasz as sung by Ando Drom
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THE GYJEE FROM THE STATE

Moma what is this Gyjee (1) doing in our home with her pad
What more do they want from us than already they've had

Isn't life bitter enough for us, just the trouble life brings
No matter what you plan, with the honey you get the stings

Life was hard with a new Bori, (2) life is bitter and sweet
As long as Roma have been, there has been chaff with wheat.

Yes we fought, yes we parted, but this is how life is for all
We Roma, are no better or worse we trip, sometimes we fall

Moma, what more do the gyjen (3) want, they want the air we breath
They want to settle, be like them, then they force us to leave

Why do they want us to be like them, they seem to be deelay (4)
We don't wind up in mental homes, or lock our elder folk away

They want our children to be like theirs, their way is the only way
They want there to be no more Roma, to school us all away

1. Non Roma (Fem. Pl.) 2. Bride 3. Non- Roma (pl.) 4. crazy (pl.)