There's a story the gypsies know is true That when your love wears golden earrings He belongs to you An old love story that's known to very few But if you wear those golden earrings Love will come to you Bridge By the burning fire, they will Glow with ev'ry coal You will hear desire whisper low inside your soul So be my gypsy; make love your guiding light And let this pair of golden earrings Cast their spell tonight