Gypsy Page #2

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Drug-Free hoslaniyorlarsa

Let's provide.

The white man is not from us.

We adopt ingene'yiz.

Funds in a

need to win.

But my hands are clean.

Let's go.

Andrs!

How are you?

Ascending too.

Yeah, come on in

Let's look.

Take my jacket!

We see the child.

We are happy for me at this age.

Get a respectable future

I want to. A profession.

Let's sit down.

We ingene'yiz,

our laws and have their own son.

Your cousin is really crazy

He was. Looking for a hornet.

But the law is the law.

But this barbaric

Uncle Manuel.

It is not so

I'm not saying.

Had come to apologize to my

Isidoro'ya would go for.

But I can not do certain things.

Necessarily always

located in a street.

Come on, tell me what syleyeceksen!

Each problem, we

We come to overcome.

Even death is unfair.

You may be sure.

I still have time.

Maybe there is.

Perhaps not.

One of this until the war

There are always ways to dialogue.

You know what?

This is very strange,

You're the real culprit ...

... And I want to finish the job

You're the last person.

If there is a solution to this business

contamination. Do you understand?

How do I do?

To insult me.

Forgive me.

Always fond of honor

You were. On your receipt.

Tomorrow evening, for the set new.

For me the solution at

time to give up.

One of this until the war

There is always the path of dialogue, the matter.

God help you

get son.

I knew it, that woman

ruin you.

That French girl is not it?

He is a Gypsy mother.

His father was a Gypsy.

And o. ..

... And it's not like his sister.

Yes it is.

Are you going to pursue?

Parents do not know yet.

How to control men

would always knew.

Before sealing off the heart,

then sealed his mind.

Please do not worry

we'll see.

Leave Here

Start a new life.

- Take care of Mziginle.

- No, that job is finished.

- Never again.

- Andrs, young.

Anne can not go here.

If I go,

now I can not be a Gypsy.

You remain the Gypsies.

Wherever you go.

You f***ing a**hole.

But, but who you

released?

Bum.

- Here, which took the wind?

- I have come to see.

And Rosa.

Rosa there.

How long is that?

Since my son died.

Since my son died.

What a shame for both of you.

Poor boy.

You are his

Ascending up.

- And you should have to die.

- Do not say that.

Listen!

This work only,

Pee Wee was profitable, son.

As the hero walking around and ...

... My son was buried.

Romero, a very good-looking.

Does not look like me?

Her hair was black that ole.

Remove this album

I was about.

- And they finish us off.

- Yes.

Gypsy and non-

ate piles.

And my son ...

Why do not you

that this work did you?

This work bulasmadim

only trap.

I do not understand.

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