Текст песни Pola Negri - Прощай, мой табор

FAREWELL, MY Tabor!

Music B. Prozorovskiy
Words V. Makovsky

Gypsy life and customs of old,
As songs are what we eat.
Under the roar of the strings, the ringing guitars,
Life burn, live in vain.
Now say goodbye to you, I, Roma,
And a new life leaving you.
Do not remember me, Gypsies!
Farewell, my camp, I sing for the last time!

Gypsy camp leaving,
I quite rampant in live!
That new life is waiting for me, I do not know,
And at last there is nothing to grieve.
Today I have fun with you, Roma,
And tomorrow, I do not - just go away from you ...
Do not remember me, Gypsies!
Farewell, my camp, I sing for the last time!