Текст песни Бен Бенцианов - Цыгане-марсиане

There were disputes, and more than once, from night to dawn,
Why is the planet Mars fiery?
As soon as I finished the argument, I figured out the secret -
Then on Mars local Gypsies burn a fire.
Ai ne-ne-ne, ay ne-ne Gypsies - Martians.

At the finest hour of the night, I will climb to the roof -
I see starfires and I hear a guitar
About a brooding sunset in a blue fog
Yes, gypsies sing about unearthly girls there.
Ai ne-ne-ne, ay ne-ne Gypsies - Martians.

I would use a more powerful rocket, so that it does not go astray,
Yes, such that a horse would fit in it!
I don't feel fear at all, friends, goodbye,
Ten, nine, eight, seven ...
Hello Gypsies!
Ai ne-ne-ne, ay ne-ne Gypsies - Martians.