Текст песни Михаил Круг - Каторжанская цыганочка

Mikhail Krug - Katorzhanskaya Gipsy

Somewhere in the depths of Russia
Two gypsy two convict
And I have not asked the godmother
Post them on the run,
It has brought a blizzard stitches
And where are you now,
Only the lunar path
You will open the door.

Chorus:
Oh Russia, you Russia,
Katorzhanskaya you Russ,
What do you suffering son
What you gypsy sadness,

Among this expanse
Truth cold hot
And the shower is, it hurts so much Well,
Lodges Cop bitter,
Returns to jail
No reason to Roma
Where there is no will - and there is heavy,
There's no faith be rubbish

What awaits them beyond the horizon,
What promises them the moon,
The angle of the dark in the cattle stall,
Or volyushka sfartit?
Their evil hurries share,
But they do not tackle the fate,
Do not get caught - then will,
A catch - term wind.