Текст песни Катерина Шимків - Ой цигане

"Oh gypsy"
Gypsies are not far behind the village
Beyond the river there is noise and noise
I will hurry to the camp, where the lights are on
Across the river I will sit in a good boat
Where the violin cries and the guitar rings
I rub my tears slowly
Tell the gypsies what a pity and punishment
They cut my young heart
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Oh gypsy, gypsy girl
Play the violin about separation
I'll give you an embroidered shirt
And I will pour money into your pen
That shirt that I embroidered
Because he won't come back to me
Oh, talk about how I loved
Let my heart be torn by the violin

My card fell, mint grass
Under wine with fire in half
But the king of the cross will not be with me
He will no longer come to my path
Smoke envelops the gypsy night quietly
The unquenchable light is still burning
Oh, I'll probably stay in the camp until morning
Let that light warm your heart
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