Ocean Gypsy
Blackmore's Night Lyrics


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Tried to take it all away,
Learn her freedom... just inside a day,
And find her soul to find there fears are laid...
Tried to make her love their own,
They took her love... they left her there,
They gave her nothing back that she would want to own...

Gold and silver rings and stones,
Dances slowly off the moon,
No one else could know, she stands alone...
Sleeping dreams will reach for her,
She can not say the words they need,
She knows she's alone and she is free...

Ocean Gypsy of the moon,
The sun has made a thousand nights for you to hold...
Ocean Gypsy where are you?
The shadows followed by the stars have turned to gold...
Turned to gold...

Then she met a hollow soul,
Filled him with her light and was consoled,
She was the moon and he the sun was gold...
Eyes were blinded with his light...
The sun she gave reflected back the night
The moon was waning, almost out of sight...

Softly Ocean Gypsy calls...
Silence holds the stars a while,
They smile sadly for her where she falls...
Just the time before the dawn,
The sea is hushed the ocean calls her,
Day has taken her and now she's gone...

No one noticed when she died,
Ocean Gypsy shackled to the tide,
The ebbing waves, the turning spreading white...
Something gone within her eyes,
Her fingers, lifeless, stroked the sand,
Her battered soul was lost,
She was abandoned...

Silken threads like wings still shine,
Wind swept pleasures still make patterns in her lovely hair... so dark and fine...




Stands on high beneath the seas, cries no more, her tears have dried...
Ocean weep for her, the ocean sighs...

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Blackmore's Night's song Ocean Gypsy tells a story about a woman who wants to find her freedom and the struggles she encounters along the way. She tries to take it all away and learn her freedom but soon discovers that finding her soul is necessary to lay her fears to rest. The next verse speaks about how someone tried to make her love their own, but in the end, they took her love, left her, and gave her nothing back that she wanted to own. The third verse speaks about the gold and silver rings and stones and how she stands alone, and no one else could know. Sleeping dreams will reach for her, but she cannot say the words they need. She knows she's alone and is free.


The chorus addresses the Ocean Gypsy of the moon and how the sun has made a thousand nights for her to hold. Ocean Gypsy, where are you? The shadows followed by the stars have turned to gold. The song continues, telling how she met a hollow soul and filled him with light and was consoled. She was the moon, and he was the sun that reflected her light. Her moon was waning, almost out of sight, while the sun blinded her with his light.


In the end, Ocean Gypsy is gone, and no one noticed when she died. Shackled to the tide, the ebbing waves and turning spreading white took her away. Silken threads like wings still shine, and wind-swept pleasures still make patterns in her lovely hair. Standing high beneath the seas with dried tears, she cries no more, and the ocean sighs, weeping for her.


Line by Line Meaning

Tried to take it all away,
They tried to take away her freedom.


Learn her freedom... just inside a day,
They tried to teach her what it meant to be free, but it only took a day for her to understand.


And find her soul to find there fears are laid...
They tried to understand her soul, and found that all her fears were laid out before them.


Tried to make her love their own,
They tried to make her love them instead of letting her love freely.


They took her love... they left her there,
They took her love and left her alone.


They gave her nothing back that she would want to own...
They gave her nothing in return that she would want to keep.


Gold and silver rings and stones,
The material things of gold, silver, rings, and stones.


Dances slowly off the moon,
The way in which the objects dance off the moonshine.


No one else could know, she stands alone...
She stood alone in a way that nobody else could know.


Sleeping dreams will reach for her,
Her resting dreams will come to her naturally.


She can not say the words they need,
She lacked the words to communicate with others properly.


She knows she's alone and she is free...
She is aware that she is alone but free.


Ocean Gypsy of the moon,
Referring to the gypsy of the moon, who lived near the ocean.


The sun has made a thousand nights for you to hold...
The sun had created thousands of nights for her.


Ocean Gypsy where are you?
Asking the whereabouts of the ocean gypsy.


The shadows followed by the stars have turned to gold...
The shadows followed by the stars had turned into gold.


Turned to gold...
The things mentioned earlier turned into gold.


Then she met a hollow soul,
She encountered a soul that was empty.


Filled him with her light and was consoled,
She filled him with her light and was comforted.


She was the moon and he the sun was gold...
She was like the moon, and he was like the sun, like gold.


Eyes were blinded with his light...
Her eyes were blinded by his light.


The sun she gave reflected back the night
The light that she gave him was reflected back as darkness.


The moon was waning, almost out of sight...
The moon was getting smaller, almost out of sight.


Softly Ocean Gypsy calls...
The gentle call of the ocean gypsy.


Silence holds the stars a while,
A moment of silence as the stars listen.


They smile sadly for her where she falls...
The stars sympathetically smile for her where she has fallen.


Just the time before the dawn,
It is just before the dawn.


The sea is hushed the ocean calls her,
The sea is quiet and is calling to her.


Day has taken her and now she's gone...
The day has come and she has gone.


No one noticed when she died,
No one noticed her death.


Ocean Gypsy shackled to the tide,
The ocean gypsy was tied to the tide.


The ebbing waves, the turning spreading white...
The waves were receding, spreading white foam.


Something gone within her eyes,
Something was missing from her eyes.


Her fingers, lifeless, stroked the sand,
Her dead fingers moved over the sand.


Her battered soul was lost,
Her soul was damaged and lost.


She was abandoned...
She was left alone to suffer.


Silken threads like wings still shine,
The silken threads still glimmered like wings.


Wind swept pleasures still make patterns in her lovely hair... so dark and fine...
The wind continued to create beautiful patterns in her dark, fine hair.


Stands on high beneath the seas, cries no more, her tears have dried...
Now she stands tall under the sea, no longer crying as her tears have all dried up.


Ocean weep for her, the ocean sighs...
The ocean weeps and sighs for the lost ocean gypsy.




Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: MICHAEL DUNFORD, BETTY THATCHER, BETTY MARY THATCHER

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