
“And the caravan is painted red and white
That means ev’rybody’s staying overnight
Barefoot gypsy player round the campfire sing and play
And a woman tells us of her ways
everybody sing La, la, la, la…”
(Van Morison in Caravan)
Leuven (B)
"Picture and text are showing the transitory character of reality"

“He had no friend or relative
He was a lonely man;
But he held a love within his heart,
The love of his caravan…
He could move through pastures fair
Enjoy the freshness of summer air,
Travelling until light grew dim.
He had no friend or relative
But the countryside belonged to him.”
(J. Hemsley in Lonely caravan)
Liège (B)
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