Sara-la-kali watches over me
Sara la Kali,
Mother of the Romani,
Show me the way of the travler.
For I am
a wanderer,
Stranded across the sea
For the war stole my family's history.
Sara la Kali,
Protector of the Romani,
Show me to my tribe.
For we are
Stronger together,
Seperated by thousands of miles
Yet connected by our trials.
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