Текст песни СанчА Сухов - К Цыганам

And where is it?
Binge.
Slowly beat in the nerve.
Moat with you,
To break jealousy.

Maybe even later ...
Even given a scythe ...? Crap!
Keep it be me
Kiss in a dream
And your eyes
I will dream

But you can not
It is more expensive still.
Over the counter parties, the early birds.
Maybe we'll come back yet
To re-find each other.

The Moon does not want to tell,
Who tonight
To leave again
Get up, take the charter, love tired,
Again, somewhere to go ...

And where the smoke?
Sedym? Old, sick, sad?
Yes, better to dirty gypsy feet
With his burden, his bag!

Maybe even later ...
Even...
I wait and go to bed soon ...
Back to children's sleep
Sea surrounded
The puddles Septembers
Leaves ships ...