Bohemienne  No one knows where my story begins   Bohemienne I was born on a road that bends   Bohemienne, bohemienne   Come tomorrow, I'll wander again   Bohemienne, bohemienne  Here's my fate in the lines of my hands     My mother told me tales of Spain   I think that's where she longed to be   Of mountain bandits she once sang   Andalusia memory   There in the mountains she was free     My mother, father all are gone   And I've made Paris be my home   I dream of oceans rolling on  They take my heart where I must come   Andalusia mountain home     Bohemienne   No one knows where my story begins   Bohemienne I was born on a road that bends   Bohemienne, bohemienne   Come tomorrow, I'll wander again   Bohemienne, bohemienne   Here's my fate in the lines of my hands     When I was a child in Provence   Barefoot in the hills I dance once   But the gypsy road is long   The road's so long     Every day I see a new chance  Maybe some road will lead from France   I will follow till I come home   Till I come home     Andalusia's streams   Run through my blood   Run through my day dreams   Andalusia's sky   When it calls me   I feel my heart fly     Bohemienne   No one knows where my story begins   Bohemienne I was born on a road that bends   Bohemienne, bohemienne   Come tomorrow, I'll wander again   Bohemienne, bohemienne   Here's my fate in the lines of my hands   Here's my fate in the lines of my hands