They use to call me Gipsy, hello there.
It means no problem to me, I don?t care.
Till I?ve got microphone making you act.
I love to be that gipsy rat.
Rap 1:
Word ain't key to me.
I can't think that eazly.
If you keep that energy.
Gipsy sounds like symphony.
Hate me or love me Baby.
Speed up from null to eighty.
In next three seconds music turns you to slave it.

Ref:
Aven Romale!
If you really wanna understand, just sing it with me, dadada.
Aven Romale.
I can make you really feel like Gipsy.
da da da

Aven Romale!
If you really wanna understand, just sing it with me, dadada.
Aven Romale.
I can make you really feel like Gipsy.
Music is that miracle.
Rhytm is the mirror.
That's right. (Cesko in da house!)

It's [bad word] that Gipsies are just everywhere.
I means no problem to me, I don't care.
Listen the song and free your frozen mind.
And let the colours all behind.

I (can make feel like)
Gipsy (let color behind).
Free (your Gipsy inside of your music soul to be like).
Oh (and what the wonder). [bad word] (you got it inside).
Aven Cech, Jagr, [bad word] together once more.
Rap 2:
Aven Romale!
Ma ker the sun man more!
Listen and don't matter where you from.
I'll make you jump, say it.
Aven Romale!
Praha Brno Normale.
Cesi vi – my name is Gee, so everybody rock with me, please.

Ref:
I feel something wrong made us separate the world on pieces,
we got eyes and we still stay all so blind.

Ref: