The tarot is fate, said the Gypsy Queen
And she beckoned me, to glimpse my future she`d seen
She said `Try to run away, don`t know what to do
Do you feel it`s real do you believe it`s true?
When I lay the card down will it turn up the fool?
Will it turn up sorrow? Is there one there for you?`
For whom the bell tolls, it tolls for me
For whom the bell tolls, it tolls for me
Illusions are real, and the dreams that you feel
I`ll come back to you and voice the scream in your ear
She said `Try to run away, don`t know what to do
Do you feel it`s real do you believe it`s true?
When I lay the card down will it turn up the fool?
Will it turn up sorrow? Is there one there for you?`
For whom the bell tolls, it tolls for me
For whom the bell tolls, it tolls for me